Mexican Roots

9 Weeks Old (Before)

After a whirlwind courtship, my Grandfather whisked my Grandma away from Mexico and brought her to New England to live.  As a result, not many Hispanic traditions survived as my Grandmother struggled to fit into a very Caucasian town.  My mother and I barely speak any Spanish, but we both had our ears pierced as infants.  I had cute little ruby earrings at four days old.  Jesse wanted to avoid having London's baby ears pierced by a teenager at the mall, so we waited until our Pediatrician would do them at two months old.   

(After)

Sadly, gold balls were the only option.  Once her ears heal, I think we are going to go with her birthstone: Aquamarine