a very non-anti-valentine.

Am I seriously STILL talking about Valentines 2 (technically 3) days later?!
Forgive me, I would've written sooner but the wifi in our entire neighbourhood had crapped out
and the amAHzing internet provider fixed the issue in an incredibly untimely manner.
So it's them.  Not me.
But I digress.

We were never the type to make a big deal of Valentines day. 

Sure, we've had cards and baked goods, but shouldn't we love and appreciate 

our significant other every day?

(somebody remind me of that the next time I'm yelling at SP 

or telling him to go away cause he's crowding my "space")

That being said, since our lives have gotten considerably busier (understatement),

and we have not even had a date night in 8 months,

I think it's become more important for us to make a "bigger deal".

So this was us.
Making a bigger deal.

My mornings are always so busy, it took a good few hours before I even noticed this.
On a lunch date with the culprit of my busyness.
I really do have a knack for finding the most inappropriately appropriate cards...
Hershey's - the key to SP's stomach heart - and other random gifts.
Waiting on papa for our family dinner date.
By the time he came, she was too busy with crackers to care.
Feeding our Chipotle addiction.
Clearly, it was a very romantic dinner.
And last but not least, the Cupcake Shoppe.  We'll take any excuse to have these. Thank you.

Hope you had a great Valentines too.
If you celebrate that kind of thing.

year two.

Two years ago on a gloriously warm thanksgiving Sunday, we got married.

We didn't do anything fancy to celebrate this year, just a quick family dinner after Bean's 4 month doctor's visit. (Where we were told she is in the 90th percentile for weight.  So yes, my suspicion that I am producing milkshake has been confirmed)
Anniversary burrito date... sexy.

Poor girl was tired out from her shots.

I surprised Shaun with plane tickets so that he could come and join us when Bean and I fly out to see jiji and baba (my parents) next month.  I secretly got permission from his boss and everything.
I did the whole "aww, I only got you a card" bit, and snuck the flight info into the envelope.

I found the perfect card.

Lastly,
a few great things about SP that I will not publicly talk about the other 364 days of the year.
He will always apologize, and will never let us go to bed mad at each other.
He is always calm, even when I am freakin out like a headless chicken.
He always shares his food, and offers me his last bite.
He always strives to be better, as a professional, as a father, and as a husband.
He always treats me with respect, even when I am being a bi-atch and may not deserve it.
Thank you for choosing me, and thank you for being you.
Happy 2 years.



*All wedding photos by the fabulous Camilla Pucholt. 

and then there were three.

I'm back.

I know it's been a while since my last post - a month plus a few days to be exact, but it's been a whirlwind of a time.

2 days after my previous entry, my very dear friend "Westy" threw me a baby shower.

It was a great time, but maybe a little too much excitement for me.

That night I went back to the hospital and was admitted thanks to my exacerbated preeclampsia symptoms.

To get to the point, I stayed on the high risk unit for 3 days, waiting for the Bean to be a full 37 weeks, 

and she came on June 5.

3 weeks early but perfectly healthy and amazing.

I wish I could have posted the happy news sooner, but I spent the next 12 days in a pain and drug induced haze.  There were lucid moments, but a lot of it is a blur, and I won't go into details here.

The "cliff notes" version is that I had some rather serious complications as a result of the labour and delivery, which kept me in the hospital for the extra time.  

The nurses pointed out that they always see the most well behaved babies with the sickest moms, and our Bean proved the theory to be quite true.  She never fussed, and stayed quietly with me, which was very emotional (even more so with the crazy post pregnancy hormones) when I was unable to feed or even hold her.

But fast forward, we've since come home, I'm slowly but surely recovering, and our little lady turns one month old today.

As so many new parents say, the last 4 weeks flew by in a whirlwind.

We continue to be amazed at the new things that she can do every day, and for me, it's a mixed feeling of happiness and excitement towards the future, and a little bit of sadness that she's already growing up too fast.

By the time I post this, it'll already be the 6th.  Feeding and changing time takes precedence over all else now, and I'm still trying to adjust to it all, but I hope to continue writing as often as she'll let me!

us.

She was born in Japan.

He was born in Canada.

She grew up in Japan, Canada, and the US.

He grew up in Trinidad.

They met in Toronto.

On a beautiful fall day in 2010, they got married.

& two became three in June 2012.

This blog is a window into the laughs, tears, and craziness of a little family in Toronto.

Thanks for stopping by and happy reading!

*All wedding photos by the fabulous Camilla Pucholt.