30 Days of Thankful 

November 30, 2017

Today I’m thankful formula. With out it I’d have no way to feed my daughter. For me my breast milk dried up just 5 short weeks after she was born.

So thank you to the person who thought of formula.

Talk soon,

Marena 

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Day in the Life of Kairi

The other day I took the time to try and think about what goes through my daughters mind. Obviously being as I’m not an 8 month old I don’t really know. So most of this is what I think might be going on and what I hope is going on. 

*I’ve never really writen like this before so it feels silly. I hope it turns out nice. 

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The sun starts to rise, birds start to chirp, reveille starts to play on base, and a little baby cries out for her Mama. 

She’s awake and ready to play! But first food or maybe a diaper change. 
“Mama! Mama!” She says in her head while out loud it’s just a simple cry.

Down the hall Daddy is getting ready for work. He hears his baby girl and quickly goes to grab her. Letting his wife get just a few more minutes of sleep.

He opens the door slowly as to not startle the baby. The first thing he see’s is her smiling face. She never gives anything but a smile when she wakes up and he hopes that lasts a lifetime.

“Oh I hear a noise! I wonder who it is?” Kairi thinks to herself. “DADDY! Oh I love you daddy! Pick me up! Where’s Mama? Where’s Marco? Oh Daddy hurry up! Pick me up!”

And of course he does. He then takes her back to his room where Kairi plays on his bed while Mama sleeps and Daddy gets ready. After a while Daddy kisses everyone and heads off to work.

“Alright Mama it’s time for food! Get up get up get up! But uhh first give me a kiss!”

Mama smiles down at Kairi and gives her 3 big wet kisses. 

“Yuck Mommy that’s gross…. Wait are you done with the kisses? I wasn’t done! I guess thats okay. Give me FOOD! Don’t you know I’ve gone all nighy without food?”

Mama and Kairi head downstairs. 

“Mama I’ll play while you make me food. But don’t take to long. Ohhh look remote!” Kairir picks up the toy remote and starts chewing away. She also picks up and puts down every toy within reach and then goes and empties her toy basket.

“I hope Mama doesn’t mind this mess? Nah she likes cleaning up after me. I mean my toys are always back in the basket every time I wake up. That must mean she loves taking care of my toys!”

A few minutes later Mama returns with a sippy cup of formula and cereal for herself.

“Ma what’s up with this sippy cup in the morning again? Don’t you like holding me and a bottle? Well I guess if your hungry too then you can eat.”

Mamas stomach growls loudly.

“Wow what was that? Did that come from you Mama? Did you eat a bear? That’s cool!” Kairi rolls over and procedes to finish her whole bottle.

2 minutes later. Bottle empty. Diaper full. Cereal half gone. 

“Alright mom. Change me! Now!”

“Cold cold cold! Come on lady do you need to use a cold wipe?”

*Couple hours of play passes by and now it’s time for nap time. (Sweet giggles and happy play then a switch flips and it’s cries and yawns).

“MAMA MAMA MAMA FOOD!”

“Oh now you want to snuggle me. Why don’t you snuggle me evertime I eat anymore? It’s okay I still love you!”

All the bottle but half an oz are gone and Kairi is practically asleep. So Mama goes to lay her in bed.

“Wait! I wasn’t finished. I’m awake I’m awake… yawn… Okay I’m not awake. Put me in bed!”

Sleeps peacfully for 3 hours.

CREEEAK.

“WHATS THAT! Oh just Mama! Come on I was sleeping. Why are you waking me up? Well I guess if I’m awake you can change me!”

“Don’t put me down….Put me down! I want to play!”

“Mama where did I come from? From an egg? That’s so confusing….”

“Mama why do you feed me yucky prunes and carrots? I guess if you have to feed me those then I have to make a mess.”

20 minutes later and a VERY large mess. 

“Mommy why do I need to be clean? I like messes! Fine take away my fun and clean me up!”

“LET’S PLAY! I want to bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Bounce. Woooo that’s a lot of work. I’m done bouncing.”

Mama comfortably on the floor relaxing.

“Mama watchya doin? I’m going to join. Oh look hair! I’m just going to touch it. Don’t worry I’ll be nice.”

“Mama why are you making that face? Does this hurt? Here let me try again. MAMA don’t move your hair. I was having fun! Hmph fine move your hair. I’ll just crawl all over you and kick you.”

Just a little more play time and then it’s time for Kairis nap.

She gets extra whiny and impatient.

“MAMA HURRY UP! I want that bottle. HURRY!”

Instant sleep! And hapily for 72 minutes. No more time and no less time. 

“Mama come get me! I have a special gift for you. Hehehe”

Clean diaper and ready to play.

“Mama why does daddy have to work? Why can’t he stay home and play with us all day?”

Time for food and more mess.

“Food food food. Oh yummy food.”

“Mama can we play now? Who am I kidding of course we can.”

As the day wears on and fun is had it gets closer to bath time and bed time. The dreaded bed time.

“Mama is it bath time? Ohhh it is. Yay!”

“Splish splash taken a bath! Mama you’re right that is catchy!”

Mama pours water over Kairi.

“Ugh Mama we talked about this. Why do I always need cleaned?”

“Cold cold cold. Hurry up lady and put clothes on me. It’s cold!”

Pj’s on Mama about to read a book (Goodnight Moon) and bottle in hand.

“Good night cow, goodnight moon, nighty night little old lady, night night stars, night everyone.”

“Mama I love you. One more hug okay?”

“Wait just one more. Maybe two?”

“I promis last hug and kiss!”

“Mama tell daddy to give me a kiss when he gets home!”

Few hours later Daddy is home and it’s almost time for a late late snack.

CREEAK. 

“Oh hi daddy! I see mama told you I wanted a kiss.”

“Oh you’re picking me up? Awesome lets snuggle.”

“You brought food too! YAY!”

Bottle gone and almost alseep.

“Night Daddy. I love you!”

Fast asleep and asleep until morning.

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This is a “normal” schedule for Kairi. Like I said before I obviously don’t know what she was actually thinking. But I hope her thoughts are as happy as these.

Also no laughing if the writing style is bad. I’ve never written like this. And I probably won’t for a while. It was hard.

30 Days Thankful

November 5, 2017

Today I’m thankful for my daughter. I’m thankful that all she knows is love. And that she loves me. I love her sweet smiles and even those sad tears. I love that she kets me cuddle her to make every bumped head better and kiss every booboo. She’s almost 8 months old and she has me so wrapped around her cute little finger. 

But most importantly she made me who I’ve always wanted to be. A mother. And I’m so excited to grow as a mother and she grows into her life. I find myself constantly looking at her with happy tears in my eyes. All I care about is that she grows to be a healthy amazing little girl. And that she always knows I love her more than I ever knew was possible.

I love you baby girl!

Talk soon,

Marena

Ahhh Time is flying 

I had hoped to write a weekly post about my daughter but it just hasn’t happened. She’s 7 weeks old we’ve moved to Hawaii and so much more has happened. The only thing I can remember right now is how tired I am. I’m determined to get back to writing. 

But all of you thatbhave no kids or have older kids and get sleep please think of me! Please! There is only so much sleep a 7 week old baby allows you to have when she’s a premie and her doctors won’t let her go more than 3 hours of time before eating again. (Most full term babies have started to sleep longer than 3 hours by now).

Talk soon,

Marena

Very Excited to Tell You…. 

I had my daughter!!!! 

On March 9 (2 days before her planned induction) I had my daughter. She was born 4 pounds and 5 ounces! That just 2 ounces more than me at birth and half my husband at birth (he was 8 pounds 5 ounces). 

I had pre labor signs about 2 weeks prior (if you remember from my weekly pregnancy updates). Then the Saturday before she came they REALLY picked up. They actually picked up so much I made my husband getvthe car seat ready. I was sure she wouldn’t make it to the following Saturday. (Guess I was right. All I really wanted was my momma to make it here the next day before my daughter came. Thank goodness my mom got here first). Then Wednesday came and by 4pm labor had really started. 

My mom and I went with a friend of mine to the San Diego zoo for 2 hours that morning. I was feeling great. But by lunch I desperately felt the need to nap. So we went home and I got a relaxing nap in! Then we decided to drive to La Jolla and see the seals. By 4pm (as we’re driving) I started to not feel good. My mom stopes twice on the 20 minute drive so I could use the bathroom. We stayed a short time then drove back home. By 7pm I was throwing up and contractions really started to pick up. Every 10 minutes. By 9pm I called my doctor and he told me to make a choice come in right then or wait 2 hours and come in. I’m not one who likes to come in to the office/ER and have it turn out to be nothing. So I stayed home 2 more hours. Then we headed in where they said I was only dismayed to a .5 and I’m sure my mouth dropped because I was sure I had to of  been more dilated. In the end baby girl was in some distress so they went ahead and admit me until shift change where the new team would decide. 

Fast forward 6ish hours. My doctor comes in not only did he let me get food (I had nothing in me since 11am the day before) he also was very sure she’d be out within the next 12-24 hours. He also informed me he wasn’t on call that day or night but he gave me 100% reassurance that both doctors on are amazing and I could trust them to take great care of me. (And thank goodness he was right because it definitely helped me stay calm).

Anyways through the day they let me try to progress naturally all while monitoring baby girl. By 4 pm at shift change they started the induction meds (pitocin) to help me progress. They also did a catheter and man was I miserable for that. Shortly after I also got my epidural (I mandatorily had to get one due to my heart). I was very proud of myself I had very little meds and I only pushed the button for extra 2 times. But we found after the fact it wasn’t working so the doc came in and manually inserted just a little more about 30 minutes before I started to push. It helped take the initial edge off but let me tell you it still was a lot of pain and pressure and I felt it all. But I wouldn’t change that for the world because I wanted to be as close to drug less as possible. 

The doc came in told me it’d be probably 2 hours before she would be ready to be delivered. He no more walked out of the room I had a contraction and just knew she was ready to come out. The nurse didn’t really believe right away. The next contraction came and if I wasn’t sure she was ready before I knew she was this time. The nurse stayed with me (watching my daughters head start to crown) while my mom stuck her head out the door and asked the doc to come back in. He does right away looked at me and said “yup that’s her head let’s get this party going” I laughed they helped me get comfortable and away we went. I pushed for 3 cycles of 3 (push breath push breath push breath break do it again). I didn’t push for anything more than 10 minutes (that includes pushing my daughter and the placenta out).

Unfortunately though my best friend and mother in law did not make it in time to see her be birthed. But for me I was very happy just having my mom and my husband with me. I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted anyone else with me as when I’m in pain or doing something stressful the more people around the more nervous I get. And I love my best friend and mother in law but I knew I wouldn’t be as calm if they were there. However I knew how much they wanted to be a part of this so I was willing to put my concerns aside to allow them this experience. I think in the end God knew what I really needed and he allowed me to have the perfect experience. And it really was perfect because aside from not having MY doctor all my birthing preferences were upheld and I never had to make a decision that didn’t go off the path of what I already pre decided I wanted. (Granted I do need to point out I didn’t write my plan down and I was willing to go with the flow and trust my doctors if needed and trust my husband to make decisions that I would want if I wasn’t able to).

Well I guess that’s all I have to say! I’m sure you wanted a picture long before my story. So here they are! 

Meet our beautiful daughter Kairi Mae!

They had me on oxygen on and off to help Kairi. 

The epidural being placed actually really sucked. They had someone training so it. :S 

You might not be able to tell but this was my face through most my contractions. Until the last hour before she came. 

Here is the very beginning right after they checked and told me I was dilated to a .5. I was contemplating if I was actually in labor. Turns out I was I just didn’t want to dilate. 

Well thanks for joining me through this process! Next up join me for the story of her life! Although bear with me if I’m not as quick to post. (I’m making this post as she’s now 19 days old and I still feel like I’m recovering).

Oh side note I didn’t tear and the doctor told me she was one of the easiest deliveries he’s ever made. Not to mention I was the most calm mom he’s had. I think my chest puffed up like a proud momma lion!

Talk soon,

Marena

Pregnancy Week 6

My oh my the fun!

This week by day 2 I had nausea constantly and not in the same way as the weeks prior. This time it felt like I could truly be sick at any moment. I’m tempted to carry around a garbage bad from now on. 

I also found I really shouldn’t eat past full. So I’ve always been the type of person to not leave the last 3 bites on my plate. I might not be full but I don’t want to waste. Plus as I’ve gotten older I just didn’t want the food sitting in my trash since it doesn’t go out every night. This might be ridiculous but it’s just what I do. Anyways the other day I felt full took one more bite and got sick. After that a few times more I had moments of almost getting sick trying to eat another bite after full. 

This week biscuit is the size of a sweet pea! My husband and I went for a second ultrasound and we not only saw the sack but the yoke inside! My doc went in closer where we saw the fetal pole and the heart beat. At this point we were not able to hear anything but you can see the movement. 

Having a doctors appointment and seeing the baby progress the way the baby should has pretty much removed all worry. I mostly wasn’t nervous after my failed pregnancy in February but I still had a few. So after this week I feel like I don’t need to worry. 

My doctor says this is best photo because it shows the baby having a heart beat. 

These two show the baby/fetal pole. 


This shows the sack and inside is the yoke. 

My favorite moment was seeing my husbands smile when he saw the ultrasound in person. 

I have prenatal registration in 2 weeks (there is usually an ultrasound but since I’ve already had two in not sure I’ll get another). Then in a month and a half I get another ultrasound and appointment with my doctor. 


Well that’s all for this week!

Talk soon,

Marena