{still standing} baby bump highlights

& here we are!  It is time for me to say good-bye for a bit.  Although I haven't been blogging much during my pregnancy, I have been working hard behind the scenes to make a three month (give or take) break possible.  Now I am 38 weeks pregnant & exactly two weeks away from my July 11 due date.  I grow more & more excited, as well as more & more nervous, with each passing day.  Most of all, I can't wait to meet our little guy & be his mama.

I'll leave you with a few highlights of my very blessed, very easy pregnancy . . .

Here is my first official baby bump photo!  I was about 24 weeks pregnant & loving our babymoon at Newport Beach.  Our babymoon was absolutely amazing.  Just imagine five relaxing days spent enjoying the beach & the pool, not to mention amazing meals at great restaurants.

Here is a sweet moment captured on Mother's Day, one of the first beautiful weekends of Spring.  I was about 31 weeks pregnant & stealing a quiet moment in the sun.  I was so happy to be spending Mother's Day with my baby bump & my fur baby.  All of us love soaking up the sunshine!

  
Last but not least, here are my hubs & I posing shortly before my baby shower began.  I was about 34 weeks pregnant & I was really glowing that day.  Let me tell you, my Mom & my sister hosted the most perfect, most adorable baby shower ever the backyard of my childhood home on a gorgeous day.  I will forever cherish the lovely memories of celebrating Baby Boy Koru with our family & friends.  

What a journey.  & to think this adventure is only beginning!

& that's a wrap, my friends!  Enjoy the long, lazy days of your Summer.  Let's meet back here in the Fall, shall we?

Photography: Kate Corpuz for Koru Wedding

{still standing} dream come true

I have been wanting & hoping & wishing & praying to write a post like this for what seems like forever . . .

I am so happy & excited to announce my husband & I are expecting a baby boy in July!  Words cannot even describe how over the moon we are about Baby Boy Koru.  It's a dream come true, & I count my lucky stars every day.

As most of you know, my journey towards parenthood has been long, winding & trying.  I last spoke of this journey about one year ago & I've been pretty mum since.  My silence wasn't because there was nothing to say.  Quite the contrary!  There was so much to say I could hardly put my experiences into a coherent post.  I hope to write about it someday, to remember the journey & to help others who may be experiencing something similar.  For now, all I can say is every step, every stumble & every fall was worth it.

It's not lost on me that this particular adventure is just beginning.  I won't breathe easy until Baby Boy Koru is safe, happy & healthy in my arms.  But my worries are merely a footnote in this journey.  I am truly enjoying every moment of my pregnancy, basking in its glory & wonder.  

What does this mean for Koru Wedding?  In a complete leap of faith last summer, I decided not to accept any 2014 weddings.  It didn't seem fair to compromise the time, attention & passion I devote to Koru clients & weddings because I was either hugely pregnant or juggling a newborn.  Thankfully, my decision was the right one since Baby Boy Koru will be here soon!  I will consider 2015 weddings on a case-by-case basis & I hope to be fully back in the wedding game by 2016.

As for Koru Wedding Style, I will do my best.  I'm sure most of you have noticed I have had trouble blogging & visiting other blogs regularly since the summer.  Now you know I had good reason!  From here on out, I will blog when inspiration strikes.  Hopefully, that will be fairly often!  No promises.

Koru Wedding is based upon the inspiration & celebration of new beginnings.  To me, that's always meant weddings.  Now I've expanded my horizons to realize Baby Boy Koru is a new beginning for my family, one that deserves my complete & full attention.  & so it goes!    

Thank you for sharing in my exciting news! 

Photography: Kate Corpuz for Koru Wedding on Instagram  

{Still Standing} Tears in the City

Last February, my first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage at 10 weeks.  Since then, I've been on this wild ride of finding the grace & courage to heal & try again, most of which has been documented in my monthly Still Standing posts.  Still Standing Magazine, an online magazine dedicated to embracing life after loss & infertility, hosts The Journey on the first Tuesday of each month & urges woman like me to share where they are in their journey toward motherhood.  I talked about how I felt each month after my miscarriage with 11 Months & 12 Months never being written or published because sometimes my heart just can't handle it.  Now that my miscarriage was over a year ago, I plan to keep up my monthly Still Standing posts, just with more of a free form style.

The Wednesday before Thanksgiving, my husband & I tumbled out of a yellow cab onto the streets of Manhattan for our first infertility appointment.  The familiar city enveloped us quickly with its honking horns, street food smells & rush, rush, rush of people.  We walked a block or two looking for the doctor's office when I spotted them.  Everything else fell away, all I could see or hear was them.

The woman was sobbing & leaning against a wall.  The man was standing near her, whispering to her & holding her hand.  We were standing outside a hospital, she could have been crying for any number of reasons.  Perhaps a loved one received a bleak diagnosis or a loved one passed away.  But no, my heart heard & understood the sad, helpless cries of someone just like me.  Someone who wants to be a mom so badly, yet just seems to face month after month of disappointment & desperation.  My heart went out to her.

The moment came & went in mere seconds as my husband pulled me along to the doctor's office which he had finally located across the street.  Through the glass doors, up the stainless steel elevator & into the hushed world of infertility.  The waiting room was filled with woman of all shapes, sizes & colors.  Ordinary women you could easily pass on the street & never know their struggles to have a child.  Just like me.  Infertility is an invisible, yet very powerful, monster.  

Our first infertility appointment was long & thorough.  I suppose we are counted among the lucky ones.  Large ovarian cysts were found & surgery was scheduled for the cyst removal.  Costly, draining infertility treatments have been avoided.  After the surgery & proper recovery time, we were given the good, happy news that we should be able to conceive naturally.  Hope, albeit a very cautious hope, has come back into our lives; she is welcomed with open arms & hearts.

As we left that first appointment with hope gingerly blossoming in our battered hearts, I saw the crying woman & the quiet man sitting in the waiting room.  They were both silent, her eyes red & puffy, his eyes blank & distant.  I was right, my heart had recognized her cries.  

Now that we are thisclose to our dream of a rainbow baby, I think of the couple often.  I wonder if they still burst into tears on city streets or if they have their happy ending.  I pray & wish for the latter.  Wherever they may be in their journey, may comfort & hope be theirs.           

{Still Standing} 7 Months

On the first Tuesday of each month, I link up with The Journey at Still Standing Magazine to discuss where I am on my journey towards motherhood after a devastating miscarriage in February.  I hesitated to post today because I didn't want September's posts to start on anything less than a positive note.  But here I am because I committed to sharing my story & it was the best decision I made.  It started a discussion that helped heal me & maybe helped heal others.  There is no stopping now.  

Last weekend marked two major things: the unofficial end of summer & the due date of our baby.  We had the choice to celebrate the life we have or mourn the life we thought we would have before my first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage.  In the end, we chose a celebration.

The weekend was filled with a few of our very favorite things.  My husband, our sweet pup & I headed to the beach.  Our days included beautiful sunshine, lovely beaches, belly laughs, delicious food, good drinks & even better company.  In the midst of our celebration, our baby's due date passed on a day of sun mixed with clouds.  It added just a bit of sadness to our weekend, like the rain the sunshine needs to make a glorious rainbow.  Our rainbow is bright & vivid & strong; it's a true representation of our life.  

Farewell, Summer & Welcome, Autumn.  May you bring a huge blessing of a rainbow baby into our life!   

 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Other brave women are discussing the very same thing on their blogs today & linking with The Journey at Still Standing Magazine.  Please show a little support & love for the others sharing where they stand in their grief journey or motherhood journey: 

{Still Standing} 6 Months

Yesterday, August 6, marked six months since my first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage at 10 weeks.

In some alternate reality where all my dreams come true, my husband & I would be one month away from welcoming our first child into the world.

Instead, we are here. 

Here we are battered & broken yet we are resilient & hopeful.  Here we know exactly when our dream died but we have no idea when & if our dream will begin again.  Here we are completely lost & we can't ask for directions but we believe this is the only way.  Here there is a lot of darkness yet the light, sometimes bright & sometimes dim, always shines.  Here can be very lonely but we are always together.  Here we haven't stayed long yet it seems like forever.  Here is our new home, our new reality.

We never wanted to be here.  We wouldn't wish here on our worst enemies (if we had any!).  Still, we can't complain about here because compared to much of the ugliness in this crazy world, here is practically paradise with non-stop sunshine & free-flowing tropical drinks.

I will always be hoping & wishing & praying that we find our way from here to there: having our rainbow baby.  May there be just around the corner from here!    

*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *

On the first Tuesday of each month, I link up with The Journey at Still Standing Magazine to discuss where I am on my journey towards motherhood after a devastating miscarriage in February.  Other brave women are discussing the very same thing on their blogs today.  Please show a little support & love for the others sharing where they stand in their grief journey or motherhood journey: 

Still Standing {5 Months}

On the first Tuesday of each month, I link up with The Journey at Still Standing Magazine to discuss where I am on my journey towards motherhood after a devastating miscarriage in February.

Yesterday was my birthday, a day of celebration.  There were smiles & candles & frosting & wishes!  & I celebrate, for there is much to be thankful for in my beautiful, imperfect life.  I have hope & love in my heart.  I have big dreams that maybe, just maybe, our dreams of expanding our family will come true this year.  It's possible, anything is possible!

I can only guess as to how close or how far I am from having a baby & becoming a mom.

Until my birthday wish to have a baby comes true, I continue to wait.  It seems like I have been waiting forever & I have no idea how much longer I will have to wait.  I can't help but feel the chorus of "The Waiting" by Tom Petty is my theme song on my journey:

"The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part"

Waiting.  Still waiting.

Show a little support & love for the others sharing where they stand in their grief journey or motherhood journey:

Still Standing {4 Months}

Tomorrow, June 6, marks exactly four months since my first pregnancy ended in a miscarriage at 10 weeks.

I am linking up with The Journey at Still Standing Magazine, an online magazine dedicated to embracing life after loss & infertility.  On the first Tuesday of each month, women like me are encouraged to share where they are in their journey of grief or where they are in their journey towards motherhood.  As I have been struggling with how or when to tell my story here, this gave me the perfect opening to start the discussion.

On February 6, my miscarriage is the devastating end to our hopes & dreams of expanding our family.

Four months later . . .

I wake up & I count my blessings.  I may not be six months pregnant but I am blessed.  My husband is strong & true.  Our pup is silly & sweet.  Our home is warm & comforting.  Our family & friends are the best.  As if all this weren't enough, I have my health, my happiness, my hope.

I'm out of bed & ready to start my day.  Small victories.

I head outside to take Bailey on his first walk.  We live in a small, pedestrian-friendly city full of young families.  On the average walk, we pass no less than 10 moms pushing their babies in strollers.  I say "God Bless" to myself at the sight of each & every one to stave off the sadness.  It works.  

So far, so good.  Three cheers for me.

I slowly approach our condo building as Bailey's walk comes to an end.  I may go inside, ride the elevator & make it to our condo without seeing another soul.  Or I may run into a neighbor Mom with her cute baby & be subjected to cooing over the baby's latest & greatest.  Oh, please, please spare me chatting with our next-door neighbor who is due one week before our baby would have been born.  My chances are 50/50.

Breathe.  The day is going so well!  God bless.         

I settle at my computer for a day's work once I'm safely home.  I am so thankful for my job as a wedding planner & wedding blogger.  There is little talk of babies in the wedding world.  There are no co-workers to chat about their babies.  I get happily lost in love & flowers & lace.

Keep that momentum going.  Go, go, go!

I take a small break before lunch to peek at my favorite blogs.  Another blogger is expecting?  God bless.  Another blogger is recapping her baby bump photos?  God bless.  I check People magazine online for my latest dose of Hollywood gossip.  Another celebrity is pregnant?  God bless.  Another celebrity has chosen a funky name for their baby?  God bless.

By lunch, my heart is exhausted.

& so it goes.  The reminders of what could have been are everywhere, no matter where I go or where I look.  Every moment of every day is a conscious decision to choose hope over heartache.  It's gotten easier, almost effortless.  Still, it remains a real effort from the moment I open my eyes to face the day until I close my eyes to dream of better days.

Because, in my heart of hearts, I believe there will be better days.  I pray & I wish & I hope that my husband & I will have our rainbow baby.  I read somewhere that it's all about the right soul at the right time.  Please let our right soul & our right time come soon.  Very, very soon.

Here are others sharing where they stand in their grief journey or motherhood journey:

   

Koru Kate Finds: Firsts

Hello, Koru Family & Friends!  Did you enjoy your Thanksgiving weekend?  Our first Thanksgiving as husband & wife was fabulous, thank you very much.  Then I got sick on Friday & Saturday & I missed some fun festivities like attending a 45th Wedding Anniversary party & decorating our home for Christmas.  Bummer.  Now that I'm on the mend, I can't wait to unpack our Christmas decor & make our home festive!


But long before we fetched our holiday decor from storage, I've been on the hunt for the perfect Our First Christmas ornament.  We'll only enjoy one Christmas as newlyweds & I want a beautiful ornament to commemorate the special occasion.  My dears, after a long & hard search, I found IT.


A holiday Koru Kate Finds is this sweet Our First Christmas ornament:

Oh, how I love, LOVE it!  Simply send a lovely wedding photo & make any color or font requests & presto- you'll receive a personalized ornament to treasure forever!


Perhaps you & your friends have moved on from the newlywed stage in life.  Don't worry, there are plenty of other firsts to celebrate!  For the new parents, is there much more precious than a Baby's First Christmas ornament?  

  
Or how about giving the jubilant new homeowners an Our First Home ornament?

For plenty of other personalized gift ideas, please visit Oceanside Designs.  If you act fast, you can take advantage of their super Cyber Monday sale!!!  Now excuse me as I scroll through my favorites to pick our best wedding photo for our ornament!  This may take awhile . . .


P.S. If you're looking for all things ocean wedding & honeymoon inspiration, Oceanside Bride is a must-read!


Images by Oceanside Designs