Category Archives: Baby favorites

Holiday Gift Guide For One Year Olds to Three Year Olds

December 9, 2017

Baby favorites


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1. Dig it Up Dinosaur Eggs, Bugs and Minerals  – Soak them in water to soften them up and then use the included chisel to find the item inside. These require adult help. Our three year old is obsessed!!

2. Excavator Digger Scooter So cool for construction obsessed kids to have their own excavator. We use it indoors. 

3. Personalized Name Puzzle – Love this small shop!

4. Cash Register – The kids love playing “store” so I want to add this to the lineup.

5. Shopping Cart – We use this for imaginary play as well as for cleanup to get all the toys centralized.

6. Noah the Dog from Cuddle and Kind – For each doll sold, this company gives 10 meals to kids in need all around the world. Handmade and heirloom quality.

7. Crystal Growing Kit– Our three year old has been asking for this since he saw it in a catalog. Surely too old for him but together it will be a fun project. 

8. Laugh and Learn Crawl Around Car – SO this is more for 6 month olds learning to pull themselves up but its just been such a hit for both kids so I included it.

9. Rody – You will love the fun colors and they will love getting out energy and bouncing around. 

10. Sand Box – Fun for small construction and imaginary play on the patio or backyard.

11. The Very Hungry Catapiller Scooter– Super fun and cute in your play area.

12. Magnetiles – We have something similar and lots of creative play comes from these.

13. Tonka Tinys – Our three year old boy is obsessed. These come in individual surprise boxes (you can find them at Target near the Thomas the Train toys) or here is a set where you can see the two and get one surprise. 

14. Bruder Garbage Can Set– Great for the bathtub, small enough for travel and have had SO many hours of play.

15. Dyson Vacuum – our little 1.5 year old is obsessed with this. It makes a sound when you turn it on and another button makes it really suction (although nothing like the real thing lol).


Newborn Family Photos With Jack & Lola Photographer Lyndsey Yoemans

September 15, 2014

BABY / Baby favorites / Uncategorized

Warren08 Warren10 Warren14Warren03Warren-22Warren-68 Warren36Warren-40 Warren50 Warren54Warren-62 Warren60Warren-44Warren-83 It’s Monday and right now we are MOVING to Orange County! While we’re rushing and vacuuming, I wanted to share some images that I feel so lucky to have. Lyndsey Yoemans, owner of Jack & Lola Photography, was in her last week of pregnancy and she was so generous to come to our home and take these photos for us at the three week mark. Really, if she hadn’t, this would not have happened. 

Chris met Lyndsey and her husband years ago through mutual friends and I’ve been building a “web friendship” with Lyndsey via Instagram drooling, Facebook stalking and blog envying. I have admired her style and love seeing our other mutual friends’ photos on her beautiful website

The first time we met was on this photo session and I already felt like we had been friends.

I love so many of them but here are a few. 

When I look at these now, I see that his gentle personality and sense of humor were there all along. It just didn’t seem like it back then.

As I write this, he’s been napping for HOURS. Good. More packing time for me. After these marathon sleeps, he wakes up with 5 new skills and facial expressions. Have you seen the movie Orlando with Tilda Swinton? Well…SPOILER ALERT: Tilda’s character starts out as a he and after a long nap (hmmm around a few weeks or so) HE wakes up as a SHE! GAH! It’s not that dramatic around here but it’s close.

Thank you, Lyndsey!


Hair Envy

July 28, 2014

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untitled-7270252 untitled-7270272 untitled-7270276 untitled-7270282I forced myself to attend a breastfeeding support group at a place called The Pump Station and Nurtury this week. DO THIS! YOU WILL BE SO HAPPY YOU WENT (if you are breast feeding).

I crash the class late. Grant was hysterical from the car ride and I wanted to calm him before entering the room. I’m asked to introduce myself by the lactation consultant and to share one good thing that happened this week. 

“I got to go to the mall and shop for clothes for my husband! My baby didn’t even cry the whole 2 hours there! I had so much fun.” 

It’s received by some blank smiles.

Oh LORD…they proabaly said things like, “I set my alarm for 2:30 a.m. and pumped 8000 oz. of breast milk last night.” Or, “I finally let myself take the first shower in 2 months but it was only 2 minutes so that I didn’t take away from baby time, plus we are in a drought.”

Scanning the room, I see I’m not the only one whose kid scratched his own face to bleeding on the way here.

I’ve never seen so many different kinds of bras and “clothed” feeding techniques. One lady had a bra with the nipple area sort of cut out. It was like a eye looking for her son. Homemade? Maybe. Brilliant? Yes. Does it sound like I’m a starer? Yes and I proudly caught some stares in my direction too. One lady wanted to know where I bought my “super cute shirt perfect for breast feeding.” “Oh, this old thing? It’s from Marshalls’ juniors section from a million years ago (but it looks like Anthro).” 

I was a “low producer” so hearing the “showoffs” with the huge breasts saying how there was so much milk that it’s falling out all over the place or choking their children to death is like hearing some kind of urban legend. I halfway don’t believe it and I sort of want to see it.

The baby to my left was surely wearing a black wig. The kind that sports fans wear at games. That super thick, you don’t have a prayer for seeing scalp type of look. The baby to my right had a puff of blonde hair that stood up like a hand at the back of his head, as if mocking Grant and I. I compulsively flail hair compliment grenades in every direction with encouraging responses that my kid’s will come.

I was relieved to see my baby wasn’t the only one who wasn’t speaking yet.

I dodged the ladies with “friendly friendship eyes” because I am moving very soon yet again and don’t want to set anyone up for a disappointment (specifically me). Of course I would never want to leave Santa Monica once I was friends with these awesome, cute, funny, fashionable, sweet moms.



A Birth Story/see you in a week

June 16, 2014

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Birth storyBirth story-2Birth story-3Birth story-4Birth story-5Birth story-6First of all, thank you from the bottom of my heart for your love and support. This is such an emotional time where sometimes I’ve doubted myself or wondered if I was going to be able to handle it. The encouragement and my faith have kept my spirits up. Life has been one handed lately-one holding the baby and the other cooking or web surfing on my phone while he sleeps. I just love holding him! I type this mostly one-handed as well.

A Birth Story

My sister had told me about a new highly addictive, free, online game called Hearthstone and I insisted that Chris try it out that night after Jen’s birthday picnic. He was instantly hooked and unbeknownst to me he played in the dark as I drifted off to sleep at midnight. When I woke at 2:00 am with my water breaking, he had only just fallen asleep!

I woke in a sort of panic. I hand’t felt a contraction so I was really confused. My doctor, knowing that I wanted a drug-free experience if possible had told me to stay at home as long as I could before coming UNLESS MY WATER BREAKS. In that case she said to come in very soon.

So, I took a shower to clean up and calm down as Chris packed up the car. I was feeling disappointed and little concerned. So of course, I gave myself a quick manicure and put on some makeup. Better.

Two hours later we checked into Labor and Delivery. The room was SO big and so nice. I think we went to sleep. Chris had a comfortable pull-out bed near me. 

Hours later, the on call doctor (not my regular OB) checked in and said that if my labor did not start on it’s own by 2 pm, I’d have to get induced because they fear infection for a baby with a broken water bag and would like the baby out within 24 hours. I think midwives will give you longer but traditional western medicine says to get that baby OUT!

I was disappointed but I got up and did all the labor induction things I could think of. Truly though in the hospital, with a “deadline” I was probably way too stressed out to “perform.” The natural contractions started but they were so mild and far apart. The team pushed the time to about 5:00 p.m. and then started the Pitocin (the artificial version of oxytocin which causes the uterus to contract thus opening the cervix so the baby can drop down and come out). 

At first, it was not so bad and then 9 hours of pain and contractions later with only a centimeter of dialiaton I was wondering if this was ever going to happen. Then there was an earthquake.

Kind of strange side note, but a few months ago when there were some earthquakes here in LA, I thought to myself, “There’s going to be an earthquake on the day the baby is born.” 

When Pitocin is being administered, you are tethered to the hospital bed. There are two monitors on me-one for the contractions and the other for the baby’s heartbeat. I felt like a passive observer of my labor. That is so out of character for me but I kept focusing on the outcome.

Well, when I’d lie in certain positions, the baby’s heart rate would drop and the staff would get very nervous. What they didn’t tell me was that this most likely meant the cord was wrapped around his neck and that coupled with less cushioning fluid from my water breaking, he was getting less oxygen. In hindsight, I’m really happy that they didn’t tell me that at the time.

The on-call doctor suggested that they put a monitor inside with the baby and a tube inside to add more fluid for the baby. OK, this was my epidural point. 9 hours of artificial labor (there were a few hours where they stopped the Pitocin and I was in labor on my own as well but it was “too slow”) and the thought of “adding” things to me had me signing the waiver. I kept visualizing a “natural” birth and avoided the C section fear thoughts.

I reached 9 centimeters eventually and that’s when the epidural drug bag ran out (this labor was very long). The anesthesiologist was called but he was in surgery and it was 45 minutes of Pitocin contractions at 9 centimeters that came on FAST and HARD. He finally arrived and it took a while to get the medicine to kick in again. I was falling asleep for 3 minutes between each contraction from the pain. Chris said it was the craziest thing he’d seen: asleep, awake, breath through contraction, asleep…repeat.

It was time to push and then 15 people were in the room. The NICU team, my doctor (regular OB at this point is on call) and a team to take me to surgery if need be. There were probably some students as well. I heard the word OR and I asked Chris if they were talking about me. He told me that everything would be ok.

“Don’t let her push for 15 minutes,” I heard someone say far off. “The OR (operating room) won’t be ready for 15 minutes.”

I made a decision there that I had to be brave and trust God and my body. Then they told me to start pushing. My doctor said that she was going to perform a vacuum assisted delivery to get the baby out as quickly as possible so that they could check him out and treat him if necessary. Again, I was disappointed with another intervention but focused on avoiding a C-section.

It was a point of no return feeling. The top of the roller coaster where there’s no way you can change your mind. It was like sucking in a bunch of air and then going under water, looking forward to surfacing. 

“I can’t get it to suction. This isn’t working,” I heard the doctor say as my eyes were closed and I gripped Chris’ arm. I kept praying for her to stay calm and focused, letting her know that I trusted her to make it happen.

Then he was born on Saturday evening. “Look at your baby!” “Look at your tummy!” I thought the second statement was interesting and wondered if it was some kind of psychological shock thing that you’re supposed to say to a woman who’s just given birth. Maybe it’s an LA superficial body thing. HA!

Yes, I had an epidural but as for the “birth” part, I surely felt a LOT. I heard myself make a sort of scream/yell at the last two pushes. They were like lower yells that I let out in a sort of “I have the right to make these sounds and they are actually pushing the baby out” kind of way.

Chris later told me that the arm I was gripping was not his but a nurse’s! There were SO many people by my bedside and I grabbed the harry one! HA! I was so focused only on what the team was telling me to do. 

After a few little exams from the NICU team, the room cleared out and we were left alone to have skin to skin time. I was finally given a big thermos of juice with a straw. The only thing I’d eaten/drank in about 2 days or so was ice chips.  

A little while later we were taken to a postpartum room that was much smaller and cozy. Grant was wheeled over in his clear little crib. We were both so tired we didn’t even know what to think. 

A nurse offered to take him to the nursery for 3 hours so we could sleep. This was not at ALL what I thought I would want but at that moment, 3 hours of sleep was the best way I could care for the baby. 

The next couple of days in the hospital included a few lactation consults, little exams for the baby and family visits.

My milk was VERY slow to come in. This is “normal” for women who have been getting an IV and/or drugs for a long time before delivering. My feet and legs were so swollen on top of the pregnancy swelling I had. I kept calling them clubs. HA!

The baby wasn’t urinating much any more and I was terrified. They suggested giving him some formula and I was heartbroken but I had no choice. I felt like a failure and I was so scared. He had to get hydrated. Everything is going well with breastfeeding now and he doesn’t need any supplementation. His weight is going up and he’s happy!

When they wheeled me to the car, it felt so good to feel the fresh air and I wondered how I was going to tackle the first night at home. Now, two weeks later, I’m not even sure I remember anything! 

In the end, I’m SO grateful for a healthy baby and healthy body. I knew that no matter how he came into the world, he was coming and that was the focus. 

P.S. Yes, here are my extra swollen Cabbage Patch knees on the blog. Do you see how exhausted I look? I fell asleep holding the baby more than a couple of times!

I’ll see you in a week! 


June 6, 2014

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This is Grant Robert Warren.  

The last post was written and scheduled a few hours before my water broke at 2:00 am on Friday morning, May 30th and our baby was born 39 and a half hours later. It has been a busy week! Within the next 2 weeks I’ll be posting about the interesting experience. I’ll be posting on Instagram in the meantime. Then I’ll get back to more consistent posts later.

Thank you for all your enthusiasm and encouragement! We are so in love with this baby. What a steep learning curve.

P.S. Thank you for the surprise gift, Ashley!


The Baby Shower

May 8, 2014

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Kelly, Ruth, Kelly’s little daughter and our friend Sheryl prep outside the day before. They found my favorite (out of season) peonies and Parisian Tulips. We show up and everything is just so beautiful! I’m in a sister-in-law sandwich. 

The food was sensational. Little banana cakes, peony cupcakes, lemon tarts, carrot cake, many chocolate options, homemade scones with clotted cream (Andrew is English), egg salad sandwiches, tuna salad on homemade croissants, crab sandwiches, flatbread, delicious cheeses, fruit and more!

There were so many tea options to drink in fine China as well as Rose (something pink to drink of course), lemonade, and iced tea. 

Kelly asked everyone to fill a scrapbook page with kind words. The favors were delicious organic teas with custom touches. 

We each read a quote and were asked to say how it related to us. 

Then Kelly brought out a framed letter that she had asked Chris to write to me. I started crying at “Dear My Beautiful Wife,” so Linda read it for me. We were all teary. 

Ruth’s rose garden has HUNDREDS of different roses and we lingered, taking a million photos. I love how the flower crowns looked on everyone! 

It was wonderful to have both family and friends together to celebrate. It meant so much to me. My sister even flew in from Seattle (via New York where she was officiating a wedding days before). It was really cool to have some of my friends’ moms (who I ADORE) there too. I love my community. All these women are my sisters!  I’m surrounded by the most beautiful women.

This was the nicest shower I have ever been to! Kelly outdid herself!!!

(Photos by Kelly, Ruth, Tracey and me)