A blog is born...

My maternity leave is just 12 short weeks and I'm trying not to dwell on the fact that 5 of those weeks have already flown by. There are certainly lots of other things I should be doing right now, but I have all these sleep-deprived-induced thoughts on motherhood. So while Baby G sleeps in an Ergo Baby carrier strapped to my chest and as a load of laundry spins in a dryer downstairs, I am attempting to create my first blog as an outlet. I guess I'll only post stuff during rare moments when I decide to trade a few minutes of much-needed sleep.

It all started when Papi Che and Hapa Mama met in an Irish pub in Astoria, Queens some five years ago. After three weddings (in Manhattan, Waikiki and Argentina), several years of travel and countless hours of free-spirited happy hours (mixed in with grown-up events such as buying an apartment) we decided we were ready to start a family.

At first we thought we'd wait until I turned 30. When that deadline passed, we said we needed to get more traveling out of our system. A four-day hike to Machu Picchu was the adventure we just had to do before kids came along. And for me, running the New York City marathon was a goal I thought would prepare my body for the demands of pregnancy and motherhood. So with those events checked off our bucket list, we pulled the goalie and started trying to make a baby.

I'm currently trying to write the story of Baby G's birth. It was such a perfect birth that I think about that night constantly and just had to write about it. I hope to finish it soon and post it here. A Che Hapa Baby Story TK...

25 percent Filipino
25 percent Haole (Irish)
50 percent Argentine
100 percent LOVE

What happens when an Argentine man (born and raised in Mendoza, Argentina) and a Hapa woman (Filipino-Irish born and raised in Hawaii) make a baby girl?

Che Hapa Mama, a blog about raising a multi-cultural, multi-lingual baby in Queens, New York.

Che-A common way Argentines greet each other. Sort of like, "Dude." It's how Che Guevara got his name.

Hapa-Means "half" in Hawaiian. Hapa Haole was originally a derogatory way to refer to a half-Hawaiian, half-white person (Haole means white or foreigner). Nowadays, simply Hapa is a common way to refer to those who are of mixed race.