not one, not two, but...

the big 3 coming up this next month for my brown eyed girl. So our good girlfriend Jenny from Simply Sublime Photography came over and had a full on play date with her. It was the most fun playdate for her cause she was able to do whatever she wanted with MY make-up, her doll, dressing up, and reading books! Jenny really knows how to rock these fun themed pictures. That's what I call a photoshoot. These pictures are to die for. I just want to jump through the picture and stunt her growth, would that be bad? :)

Miss Representation

Tonight my eyes were opened... wait, opened with magnifying glasses on! Jake read that an eating disorder awareness group at the University of Utah called SPEAK is hosting a campaign this week called "Love Your Body" to help women learn to be comfortable with who they are.. Many of you know me and know that I have struggled for too many years with this exact problem. It is the root of many of my hardships and pain. So we decided to randomly pick up and take the kids to my mom's house and go to tonight's event. They were playing a film that was played up at Sundance called Miss Representation. We got there and it was packed and they were turning people away. Somehow someway we were able to squeeze our way in the theater but ended up sitting on stairs! I was so grateful I was able to go, and I was even more grateful that Jake took me and supported me.
There is already so much pressure on ourselves to be thin and perfect, why do we support the media's perception of what beautiful is? I have a daughter that is watching me. How can I teach her to love who she is when her example of a women is someone who is never happy with herself? It seems impossible! Why are we so critical of other women? We should all be supportive of other women but instead what do we do? We criticize, we inflict pain, we are our own worst critic. We continue to watch our reality shows that dehumanize women, we buy gossip mags that only show unrealistic sizes of women- which then of course, we turn around and judge ourselves for not looking like that. It doesn't help what we do, because then it teaches men that women are objects- we should be proving we are more than an object. Women are beautiful in all different shapes and sizes. Why do I believe that means everyone but MYSELF? It's time to start somewhere and stop believing the myth that we can't do enough changing for all women but it starts somewhere and it starts in our own homes, with our daughter's and even our son's.
I want my daughter to always take pride in how she looks but most of all, I want her to take pride in how she treats herself and body, along with others and what knowledge she has.
I want Isaiah to treat women as they are and not as just objects, and for him to appreciate what women bring to his life and the world.
So today I pledge to stop finding fault in other women and how they live their life and how they might look. Instead I will support and appreciate what they bring. I also pledge to be more aware of my negative self talk, not just for myself but for my daughter to learn self respect. I also want to not support so much trash in the media. It might be small, but it's a start.

If anybody reading this has ever a chance to watch that film. Do it, find a way to watch it. It brings much needed awareness to not only eating disorders, but many other problems as well.

Healthy bodies are beautiful,

some are thin and some are short, yet many more are plentiful;

Healthy bodies are strong,

they work, they play, and endure many storms;

Healthy bodies move,

they run, they walk, and like to groove;

Healthy bodies are smart,

they know that thin does not mean squat!

Healthy bodies are kind,

they love, accept, and embrace all kinds;

Be a healthy body!

be kind, be loving, and accept everybody!

Newest Martin

Meet our baby boy, Nacho.

My own Snow White

This is what we did today: She posed with her new hair cut(she calls it her Snow White hair). She likes to pose, can you tell?

love affair

I am in love and it's not just my husband. I have been salivating today looking at shoe porn, wishing cash grew on my tree in the back yard. Lucky for me, I have been holding on to a credit to the store that sells these. (I'm secretly wishing J would happen to look at this and I wouldn't have to use my credit, sneaky sneaky) Aren't they beautiful, sexy, and take on a life of their own? Oh boy, I sure think so. I am pretty sure J would appreciate these on our date night.

Memorable bed time

Tonight will be something I want to hold in my heart forever. Just a picture perfect night putting my two special babies to bed (and trust me when I tell you.. that HARDLY ever happens). But after a night of eating the ever gourmet "tuna fish sandwiches" for dinner, J & and I watched Real Housewives of Atlanta and afterwards J rushed up to bed and I was left to put both kids to bed, which I wasn't too happy about (now I am grateful it happened this way). It was late and I didn't feel like reading so I was hoping the kids weren't about to ask for a book and just as I put London in her bed, she begged for the big old Barbie book that her much bigger cousin gave to her. So I thought I could quickly read it to her and I immediately realized that my voice was almost completely gone.. so I whispered it to her. It had many different shapes in there and I was so surprised how much she knew at 2 years old. She really is soaking up so much information on her own and every time I look at her I imagine her as an older women and how beautiful and graceful she will be (her middle name Grace represents her very well). As I went to close the book, I felt someone on the other side of me across from London. Isaiah looked at me and asked if I could read him one as well. So I thought, okay I have to be fair right? So I took my time with him barely getting a whisper out. After that book was through, London snuck back into Isaiah's room and we talked how "Tinkerbell" will be coming soon and they needed to stay in their bed's all night in order for Tinkerbell to leave them a treat under their pillow.


*** quick side note: Tinkerbell comes to our house (thanks Jesica) at night when the kids go to sleep right when we ask and they stay in their bed's all night. She leaves them a small treat under their pillow. The kids look forward to waking up and lifting their pillow to start the day out right with the one and only food group, sugar!!! ***


I tucked Isaiah in his bed and I always ask them what adventure he will be going on in his dreams that night.. and he always comes up with the most elaborate dreams. This specific night was that he would dream about being in Star Wars Lego game for the Wii. I guess that is telling me he is playing it too much huh?


Next I took London to her room and tucked her in. She is always the most difficult one to get to go to bed and to stay in bed. So I am always crossing my fingers that each night will be easier. I put her down and I asked her what she was going to dream about tonight and usually it is bunnies but tonight it was Princesses, Snow White, Jasmine, & Bell. I also asked if Princess London will be in it and she gave me her big dimpled smile and said, "you're silly mom." I left to walk down stairs and I heard a few footsteps and she came out and said, "I want to go with you..." So I got her back in to bed and had her lay on her side and I rubbed her back and told her to start thinking of her Princesses. Then she turned around and said, "You know what? I love you mom." I gave her a million kisses and told her it was time for bed and to not get out of bed because I will feel bad if Tinkerbell leaves Isaiah a treat and not her. So as I got up to walk out, I heard her say, "Don't forget to call Tinkerbell and tell her to come!"