Trista & Ryan Sutter LOVE Ooh La La Mama!

Trista and Ryan Sutter are expecting - a new baby girl - in about 10 weeks!

All of us here at Ooh La La Mama are all huge fans of Trista and Ryan Sutter. Seriously - how could we not all fall in love with their story? You know.... The traditional love story: Trista goes on ABC's reality TV show The Bachelor and does not find love. Trista goes on her own reality show The Bachelorette and meets and falls in love with firefighter hottie - Ryan Sutter. Trista and Ryan marry and have cute little Max. Who could not absolutely LOVE their story?

So - all of us at Ooh La La Mama (especially me!) just adore Trista and Ryan and had to send them onesies for arrival of little Max (who is now about 1 1/2 years old). Trista just loved our onesies and sent a gorgeous thank you note and just emailed us again to request some goodies for expected baby girl Sutter.

Trista asked specifically for these prints: Vintage Love, Fly Spirit and Roxy - which of course we sent her - plus a bunch of our personal fav's. We just cannot wait to see Max's little sister.

Here's what Trista had to say about Ooh La La Mama:
"I'm such a fan of Ooh La La Mama. Their designs are so unique and fun to put little ones in. Our son, Max, wore their onesies constantly and once our little girl arrives, we will surely outfit her in their designs as well."

Ooh La La Mama will, of course, share any personal updates with you so stay tuned!

For now - we are wishing Trista and Ryan a wonderful, easy delivery and a happy, healthy new baby girl! Congrats Trista and Ryan. We are totally stoked for you both!

Valentine's Day Onese - Get it while it's HOT!

Marisa is wearing Ooh La La Mama's "Be My Valentine" Onesie
Get yours NOW! Only $29.95

PRIZES ANNOUNCED!

HERE IT IS! CONTEST PRIZES FOR NEXT WEEK (1/26-1/30)
Monday - $100 Target Gift Card!
Wed Wii Fit!
Friday - Ready? FLIP VIDEO CAM! (I want one too!)

So - get ready and start commenting! Winners chosen by random drawing. You must be a follower on our blog. Any retweets, blog mentions get you an extra entry. Mention what you like from our line and that might count too! http://www.oohlalamama.com/

GOOD LUCK!
Cindy

TARGET CONTEST WINNER ! WOO-HOO!

Well, as most of you hopefully remember - we did a few huge contests last month. We gave away a total of 4 target cards - each $100 each. Also - we had one lucky winner for our $500 VISA gift card giveaway. That means we gave a total $900 away last month - and we're not even including the fun giveaways for Ooh La La Mama products and gift certificates.

Pictured here is TheMomJen - with her 100$ Target Gift Card! Congrats Jen - you rock, you totally rock!

So how do you win?

Just stay tuned. We will for sure have another contest next week - either for a gift card or maybe for a Nintendo Wii Fit. What would you like to win? Send comments or suggestions. We read them all - honest! And who knows maybe you'll be the one to mention your dream prize and we might even go for it and you might even win! So suggest away.

We'll be anouncing the upcoming contest on Monday - so any cool ideas must be sent soon!

More pictures to come with more winners and more contests soon! All you need to do is click the follow button (on the right) and keep checking back for new contests - hot one starting sometime next Monday! Don't miss it!

You must be a follower on Twitter (@Cindyoohlala) -  and on our blog (on the left) and you must comment on the blog. Start now if you'd like - just let us know what you'd like to win! Dream big and let's see what happens. We kind of get a big kick about "going big" around here. Love big surprises and helping others make a change. So start your comments - the wilder the better. We'll do our best - promise - to go extra big this week! Any cool comments about our onesies, dresses - like which ones you like best also get extra points - just visit www.oohlalamama.com. New stuff and new discounts added every day! We just love hearing how much you love us! This will be a big contest so don't be shy!

And as always - extra FB, My Space, Twitter mentions or retweets - or blogs get you an extra post - just email me or tweet me @cindyoohlala each time you twitter to keep me honest!
Email Cindy@oohlalamama.com.

Oh - quick update about who we are: We manufacture baby onezies (gotta be careful now that Gerber contacted us), dresses, rompers and super cute bloomer sets with all over prints that are super soft and yummy. Please visit our main site: http://www.oohlalamama.com/ for fun, funky, sweet and sassy apparel for your little one. Also - our products are kind of on the higher end - shop now for 75% off - makes a fantastic baby shower gift, birthday gift for that special rockstar prince or princess in your life. Our clothing is sized 0-3m up to size 6 and all pieces wash and wear really well.

Support us and help us continue with supporting those in need! As business continues to grow we'll be doing more and more of this fun contest and charity stuff so you can feel good about your purchase!

Oh - one last thing - please leave your twitter name in comments section so I can find you! 

Thanks and good luck!

CindyOohLaLa (twitter name) and the Ooh La La Mama Familia

Cindy@oohlalamama.com

www.oohlalamama.com

Happy Inauguration Day!

Tomorrow is the exciting, historic inauguration of our 44th President, Barack Obama! I can't wait to hear the much anticipated speech and also, as a woman, I can't help but join the fashion world's buzz about what our "Commander in Sheath" and new First Lady and her beautiful daughters will be wearing. Everything this woman picks has been flying off the shelves since she was seen on the View wearing this black and white dress:

According to MSNBC, Mrs. Obama still doesn't know what she's going to wear. Understandably, she's been pretty busy relocating her family and getting her girls situated! I don't blame her - I'd probably change my mind a hundred times the day of. Here are a few of the sketches some top designers submitted:

I like this one by Peter Som because it's white and reminiscent of the gown Jackie Kennedy designed for JFK's inauguration. This colorful sketch by Isaac Mizrahi just seems fun and bold like many of the other colorful dresses Michelle has worn.

Another white one, by Diane Von Furstenburg

This one is just so glam and glitzy, you gotta love it! By Badgley Mischka

So you may not be going to the ball, but in the spirit of inauguration day, Ooh La La Mama suggests these for your proud little American...
(CLICK ON PICTURES TO BUY NOW!!!)

REFLECTIONS OF A VERY WHITE WOMAN

I titled this post as 'Reflections of a very white woman' not to draw attention to myself. Just to make a point. Tomorrow will mark the beginning of a very incredible time in American History - a time I am extremely honored to be able to witness.

As a white female child I never quite understood what all the fuss was about.  I was born in 1971 and all of this history - well, it really just seemed so distant - the riots, the segregation, the complete and total predjudism for our African American friends and family members (although back then - I imagine that there were too many whites who counted the African Americans as their 'friends' - sad but probably true.) But, as I grew older I learned - that this past, this very ugly and shameful American past, was really just around the corner - was really just yesterday.

It was only about 55 years ago that Rosa Parks was arrested during the Montgomery Bus Boycott in 1955.   All because she refused to give up her bus seat to a white male!  This would never happen now - at least in most parts of our world we live in today.

I am so overly excited that tomorrow our county finally, yes finally will be moving on - passing over into an era of intelligence and acceptance. An era where, I hope, people will be honored for their achievements, accomplishments and their wisdom. The skin color and differences we have should be celebrated and respected but not be the main basis for who we are. We are all- really - just us - similar in so many ways - from our bone structure down to our basic cellular making - we are THE SAME! It is our hair, our skin, our thoughts and beliefs, our smiles, our styles that make us different from each other. But it is what we do and what we believe that determines who we truly are.  It is this that will be left for all to remember.

So regardless of your vote - you must still be smiling tonight. As a nation we have come so very far. This is a time to record, to twitter, to blog, to vlog and to TiVO. This is a first and I feel so very blessed to be a part of it. So plug in your power cables and prepare yourself for a rockin' fantastic day of history.

God be with you President Obama. We are all behind you and we know you will do your best to lead this find nation once again to greatness.

In ending - while I once did see myself as a very white girl - so removed from the black and white social struggle (I grew up in So Cal and really was not very exposed - pretty much embarrassed to say that I was sheltered from the shadows of our history). I now see how much smaller a world this place that we call "home" really is.  We are all each others brothers and sisters and daughters and sons. We must rally together with our new president to make this nation and this word a much better place. What else do we have if not that?

Oh, and for those of you who may be wondering - my vote was for Barack.  Today I am a very, very proud American.  

Thank you for reading! 

Cindy

FREE AT LAST! THANK GOD ALMIGHTY - WE ARE FREE AT LAST!

MAX'S MORNING

You know when you see your kids and you just know you have to capture it on film?

Well - yesterday was one of those mornings.

So - I'll make this post short and sweet. Not too much to read.

Max is in love with the Wii. He has discovered yoga and it is pretty damn funny to watch:

Here's how you do yoga on the Wii (according to 4 year old Max):

1. Pick an appropriate outfit - take as long as you need but be sure you look GOOD!

2. Be sure to set your Wii up in an area with lots of space - free of any potential obstacles.









3. Be sure to breath in and breath out and to be sure that you look extra cool while doing yoga. See - look how easy this looks.



See how much fun Yoga can be!
LOOK! So very simple! He's not tired at all.

Just breathe in and breathe in and out and you'll be done in a jiffy!


And when you are all done, you should, of course be stoked!


Congratulate yourself.

You, of course, totally ROCK!

OH HOW I LOVE MY BOYS...

My last post (the one I wrote - about feeling guilty about working in the ER, not seeing my boys enough - see 2 posts back) was really kind of a sad post. The comments and emails I received were great and I really appreciated all of the encouragement and reassurance that I received from so many of you.

So - I decided to try to lighten things up a bit tonight by sharing some of my fun moments that I have had so far with my boys - some more recent than others.

For those of you who may be new to our blog - let me give you a brief intro to my boys - just to set the scene for you.

Son #1 - Maxwell (AKA Max, Wudgie, Professor Max) ~ My 4 year old (5 in February but really going on 30) - very serious, speaks in full sentences and loves to use huge words like "actually, confession, apparently, futuristic." Bright red hair, pale with some freckles (don't worry - we put him in Tae Kwon Do and we're getting him guitar lessons - hoping he'll be the interesting tall kid- rather than the geeky kid who gets his ass kicked on a weekly basis). Max takes about an hour to get himself ready for preschool - coordinates clothing and puts gel in his hair daily. My guess on his profession: Artist, Scientist, Doctor, Fabulously Gay something or other...

Son #2 - Keirnan (AKA Keir, Keir-Keir, Señor Littles, Beast) ~ My 2 1/2 year old son who is totally a frat boy - complete with sticking his cute little naked butt in the air and farting- belly out and belching - and already has the whole Jeff Spicoli (Fast Times at Ridgemont High for those of you young 'uns) laugh down. Anticipated profession: Plumber, Athlete, Politician (he's a very smooth talker already), Weed Dealer. We'll see.

So - now that you've been introduced I'll share with you a few of my fun stories:

Keir - age 2 - days after his second birthday. Me - "Keirnan, did you fart?" After gigantic, loud baby fart. "No, Mommy - that was fireworks coming out of my butt." OK - not so cool that a 2 year old says butt - but pretty funny and pretty clever. This is about when we started to figure out that Keirnan was definitely not like his brother, Max.

Max - age 2 - changing diaper after day of preschool - Max has baby powder in diaper: Me - "Max, what happened here?" Max - "Ms. Rita put sugar on my junk." Hee, hee... Oh - in case you didn't know - in our home 'Junk' = boy parts - all of them.

Keir - last week - (Target is his favorite place to go - even better than Disneyland for Keir) - As I am tucking him in before leaving to work: "Goodnight, Keirnan. What are you going to dream about tonight? Target?" Keirnan - mischievous little grin on his face, "Target and you, Mommy." He so has the charming thing down already...

Max age 3 - visiting Daddy at work (he's an ER doc also - we took him dinner one night when I was actually not working). "Well, apparently they built me my own ER already." "I think I need to see the CT machine so I'll know how it works." Don't be too impressed here - I am sure he overheard us talking about work - "CT" is probably a very common word thrown around at our house. We try not to - but we do end up talking shop from time to time.

Keir - yesterday - "I like your bumps, Mommy." Then a few seconds later, "I like the big moles on your bumps too." Again, same mischievous grim, head down, eyes peeking up from under long lashes... Oh - in case you are not too quick: 'Bumps' is the term Keirnan has created for my breasts - you can figure the rest out on your own..

So today before I left for work - I had just a little bit of time with my boys. Max was running around in his PJ's - all excited to do Yoga on our Wii Fit. Too cute- I really must post pics of this! Keirnan was playing with his train set - trying to ensure that the train would crash and fall off the tracks. Keirnan hit Max on the head and was sent to time out. Max came over and said, "I am OK, Mommy. It really hurts but I think I should go give Keirnan a hug." Keirnan of course, is sitting in time out mumbling to himself - running commentary - as always, "You do not put Keirnan in time out...I am a good boy."

So - as I sit here in the ER missing my boys - I am laughing at these little images that I happily share with you. And don't worry - I have had tons of kids tonight to keep me occupied. None too sick - it is just the time of year for colds and sniffles. Hope you all have a great night and that I don't have to meet any of you, or your little ones in my ER. Oh - and if any of you are wondering where the beautiful black and white pic of Keirnan came from - here you go: Kimberlee West Photography - http://kimberleewestblog.com/. Kimee was our former nanny - now highly sought after photog. She still takes pics of Ooh La La Mama models for us and she's our family photog - when we can get her, that is!

FAB FREEBIES

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REFLECTIONS OF A WORKING MOM

Yesterday my Max called me Grandma. Max is 4 and he is the oldest of my two little men - Keir is 2. This is not the first time that my sons have called me Grandma. Not sure why - but yesterday this seemed to kind of make me stop and catch my breath. Max stopped himself and laughed and said, "I meant, Mommy - I am just pretending you are Grandma." Not sure which is worse - Max so naturally saying Grandma - when looking for some help, some love, some encouragement or him 'just pretending' that I am Grandma.

Why has this happened? Many of you may think this is proof that I am a bad mother - that I am obviously not available enough to my kids or maybe you may think that they are not my top priority. Don't worry - these are all questions I have had to ask myself.

Here is what I say. I am me. Plain and simply ~ I am a mother, a wife, a physician and owner of two kids clothing lines - which also makes me a partner and a boss. I have thought long and hard about what this all means for me and for my family. I have sacrificed time away from my family so that I can provide them with certain luxuries - a nice home, stability, college savings plans.

I went to school for just about a million years to become an ER doctor. I am proud of my role as a doctor. My patients seem to like me and I feel that I am a caring, compassionate doctor. I only hope that my nights kissing my boys goodnight as I walk out the door will someday be regarded with pride by my boys as well.

I hope that someday they will realise that this has not been easy for me - as I know that this has not been easy for them. I am sorry, Max, for missing your Christmas production 2 years ago. I regret not being there for Keirnan's first step. It is hard every single time I have to kiss you goodnight to go to work. Even if Grandma has trained you to cutely say, "double glove, mom and save lots of lives." Keirnan has learned to say - "How was your work? Are you here now? Did you give lots of shots?" And this is in the morning - as I come home from work and he is just waking up. All at the age of 2 - he is already aware that I am not always home. I am sorry boys for this. I know I am not always the best mom.

I am tremendously, incredibly blessed and lucky that I have a wonderful husband and mother in law to play mom (or I should say 'Grandma' when I am not around to do so). I have justified not being home by saying - at least my kids get this time with their grandma - at least they will have these great special memories of their time with her. This is how I justify my actions, my selfishness with my time - my time to work in the ER and to work on Ooh La La Mama and of course to twitter, to blog and to answer emails.

I feel fortunate that my husband supports me in my various jobs and positions. No - he is not a SAHM - he is my business partner in Ooh La La Mama and also is a full time ER doctor. But, I am sure, he does not worry about his absence from home. He is the man. I love him madly but I know this is still the way of the world. We are fortunate that 'Grandma' (my hubby's mom - who is totally awesome by the way) is young enough and fit enough to juggle to young boys and to be the second mom, or substitute mom maybe? - while I am away at work.

So - not sure where I stand on all this. A bit bummed about being called 'Grandma' but still proud of who I am. Envious of my SAHM friends - who have managed to figure it all out. My hat is off to all of them and all of you who are SAHM and whose children call them "Mom." You guys are my heroines and I am madly jealous of the times you have with your little ones and all of the "firsts" that I am missing.

Max and Keirnan - I love you both insanely and with every single breath I take.

That's it for now. Off to shower and get ready for another crazy night of ER fun. So I am off to start my usual routine: coffee, shower, throw scrubs on and kiss my little munchkin's goodnight while they cuddle up with grandma and to "cozy time" and watch Wow Wow Wubsy and The Goodnight Show. This is the saddest part of my day - but there are really patients that depend on me and who knows - maybe even lives to be saved tonight. But really - I am just hoping for some cute little babies with minor colds. And for all of you moms who take your cute little ones into the ER - just know that when the crazy ER doctor stops and asks your little munchkin for a hug - and you might think that he or she is hugging just a bit too long - or if you think you catch a bit of sadness in their smile - just know - that you are right and that they might just be wishing that this was their little one and please just smile back.

Baby Manicure

I'm going to invent the Baby Nail Salon. Can't you just picture it? A bright nail salon full of hot pink and orange high chairs. The Jimmies playing in the background. Posh babies in every chair holding out their delicate fingers on one hand while holding a teething ring in the other. What's the latest babble? Did you hear Ashlee Simpson named her baby Bronx Mowgli? Can I offer you some fresh organic sweet potato puree? Would you like milk with that? And don't worry, I'm Vietnamese but I don't speak it that well, so it'll be English all the way. No talking about you in front of you. It would be totally fantastic. All the celebrity moms and babies would come to me and then I'd come out with my own line of baby safe chemical free nail polish. Moms would never have to worry about accidentally nipping the skin and hurting baby...no more scratches on the face, no more jagged little nails and hangnails. No more feelings of dread. Aaah, wouldn't it be nice?

Okay, back to reality. I'm on my third pair of nail clippers and still not happy. One had a light to clip at night while she's asleep - I'm too tired when she actually falls asleep and I forget and the clipper is dull and ends up ripping her nails. Then I got the little baby nail scissors. These seem to cut well, but the problem is cutting so they don't actually leave a jagged, even sharper nail. Then I got ones with the magnifying glass. The magnifying glass made me go cross eyed and the first time I used them I thought - these are the best ever. Second time, they wouldn't cut - totally lost their edge. How does that happen!? Ugh. Back to the scissors and tiny emery board. I think that's about as good as it's going to get.

ADDICTED TO TARGET? WE CAN HELP!

So are you a slave to Target? 

Do you have sleepless nights tossing and turning and wishing that Target was open at 2 am so you could just shop? And you have to wake up and touch wood 10 times and turn the lights on and off and on and off over and - oh wait, that's my crazy obsession.

But if you are like us - you may have a dangerous addiction to Target.  Step one is admitting that you have a problem.  We want you to know that you are not alone. There is even a medical diagnosis for this: TARGETOMANIA (trust me, I am a doctor - and no, I did not stay in a Holiday Inn last night).  

Actually - Wikipedia does have a medical term:

"Oniomania is a medical term (from Greek onios="for sale," mania=insanity) for the compulsive desire to shop.  

Ooh La La Mama is here for you! In support of all of our new followers who are helping us with our new blog - we are doing another giveaway today at 4pm! All you have to do is follow our blog and be entered to win a $50 gift card to Target.  Additional entries can easily be earned by commenting on our blog, tweeting about our blog on Twitter, Facebook, your blog.  If you blog about us we'll add that as an additional entry.   

So - thank you all and good luck! If you do not win today - please check back.  We'll be giving more stuff away almost weekly! 

Cindy

Fashionista Fantasy

A new post by Jackie - our newest addition to Ooh La La Mama! Say hello everyone!

I've started watching The Hills spin-off show The City with Whitney Port. It's her new begining in New York city as a PR assistant for Diane Von Furstenburg. I'm loving it. It reminds me of Sex in the City and the Devil Wears Prada with drama from the Hills. Ah to be rich, thin, and running around New York city...

I'm in my late twenties and while I've had fun, I never fulfilled my fantasy of being ultra glamorous, hip, and put together while taking on new big adventures. Of course there's still plenty of time to do this, but it's going to be a little while with the new baby. (It's tough wearing 4 inch heels and lugging a baby in a car seat.) 

I did have a job that made me feel EXACTLY like the girl in Devil Wears Prada, but without all of the glamour. Although I did meet some cool people and celebrities, it was more a jeans and flip flops culture than a Chanel boots and Prada bag kind of place. 

But like all little girls - I of course love fashion and even dreamed of working in PR when I first started college.  But pregnancy of course has made it tougher to fit into my size 4 skinny jeans that made my butt look totally fantastic.  Aahhh, memories...

But just because I am a mom does not mean that I am giving up! No!  I am a new mom and it's a new year.  I'm gonna be hot! I'm just gonna work on my body and then get myself back into shape!  And, I have promised myself that by the time I am 30 I'm going to be outrageous and buy myself a pair of black peep toe Christian Louboutins with the famous red sole - to go with my new, smokin-hot bod!  Won't my hubby go nuts? (Not for the shoe purchase, silly! He'll go crazy over the new me!)

For now, I will stick to enjoying The City and The Devil Wears Prada (which is currently playing on F/X as I type). What's your fantasy?

Barbie Shanghai

BARBIE SHANGHAI BABY

To add to my Fashionista fantasy, I just had to share this with you...



Barbie Shanghai


Mattel has created the ultimate Barbie experience in China. They've got a Barbie spa and cafe featuring Barbie products so mothers and daughters can have the ultimate girls day out. Girls can design their own Barbie outfits, have a photo shoot with Barbie, and see fashion shows featuring great designers such as Vera Wang!
Check out this design by Vera - just for Barbie!

Imagine - a day of all things Barbie - what more could any little girl want? The flagship store has 6 floors and over 40,000 (yes, forty-thousand!) square feet of shopping and dining space - designed by super awesome Slade Architecture - we like them because they are cute, married and parents to 3 girls - how lucky are they to have mom and dad as architects of the flagship Barbie Shanghai store? Shop, dine, spa - all things Barbie, all things pink and all things totally girl.

I am totally going to have to plan a special trip to Shanghai just to visit (that is uh - between my shifts in the ER and changing dipes and running Ooh La La Mama). Maybe next week... My boys might not be so stoked - oh wait - Max would love it. He's our little red-headed 'metro' 4 year old - artist, poet, mohawk sportin' Tae Kwon Do master (yellow belt last week! Go Max!)

Well - we'll get there someday! And if any of you are lucky enough to visit before our lucky day comes - please send pics and tell us all about it.

Check it out and plead with them to open one here in LA! Maybe we can persuade them by the time my little girl is old enough to play with Barbies. :)