My phone makes me a sucky mom

It's true. My kids, yes both of them, are totally aware when I'm splitting my attention between them and my phone. I have so much information at my fingertips to aid my parenting by answering my questions, diagnosing illnesses, connecting with other moms and giving me great ideas of fun things I do and make, yet I AM A BETTER MOM WITHOUT ALL THAT. 

One reason I bring my phone everywhere is to take pictures. Family history right? Well my pictures go to Instagram which I use for documentation/scrapbooking, and then after I post I can't help but keep checking to see who saw and comments on it! And it doesn't help that I link my Instagram to fb, that's double the likes and comments I like checking. Because its fun to see who sees how awesome your kids are and how happy you are. Ha! you feel me? But it's also a big distraction and doesn't really matter in the end! 

I'd like I implement tech ciestas in our household. Everything off at least once a day. 

Kids know, and they act accordingly. 

We wonder why when kids have all the toys in the room, they drop everything and go straight for our cells phones... Well because WE LOVe oUr TOys! They see it glued to our hands and face and pick up its value to us. Monkey see monkey do! 

I told myself I wanted to disconnect. And I feel hypocritical as I sit here and blog (at least I waited till both babies were sleeping) but I feel like my mind can rest easier if I let it play out here. I love technology, but everything has a time and place. 

So here's to recommitting to reconnecting with the present. Being with those physically with you, sharing air and space. Being present. Not looking back because you're not going that way. (That's a whole other post for another nap time) and paying something we can all afford...ATTENTION! 

Oo oos

 Can I just say breast feeding makes me feel superhuman. The woman's body is amazing and I wish our society would grow up and let the children eat in public!! It's about as natural as food sources get.  This post amuses me about 58 uses of breast milk

And I don't see why people are grossed out about consuming or using it as an adult and yet don't think drinking animal  hormones from a cows boob is weird. Ya'll got it twisted. 

Oo oos ( Roxi's attempt to pronounce "suesues") 

Ah Sugar

 If you live in a place like hawaii you know the value of hair removal. Found this recipe on Pinterest and was crazy enough to try it. 

Sugaring 

2cups white sugar

1/4 cup lemon juice

1/4 cup water

Combine all ingredients and bring to a SLOW boil. Simmer till a brown sugary color (aprox 20 min) DON'T rush it or it won't set right and either harden too quickly or just stick to your skin. 

(I usually half the recipe, but after its cooked you can store what you don't use and save it for next time)

How to do the dang thang

After its cooled, should be a putty/paste consistency. Clean area you want to remove hair from, and dry completely. Use a little baby powder if you want.  Apply sugar AGAiNST hair growth, rub a few times to make sure it grabs the hair and then rip WITH the direction of hair growth. (Waxing is the opposite) then roll up and reapply till hair is bye bye! 

Here's one of a few videos I watched to learn the technique http://youtu.be/6PUcoTG_Mqw

Bottom line:

-Hella cheap (I've saved hundreds already I kid you not)

-Easy to clean up (esp if you get it stuck, which I've done before) just use soap and water. 

-Smooth results  (last up to two weeks)

I'm so confident and stoked off this I will share with you that I successfully did my own bikini wax okayyyy. What other convincing do you need! 

Flip Flop

So I posted before I had baby boy about how our world was going to be flipped upside down again upon his arrival... that was an UNDERSTATEMENT.  When I describe to people my feelings the past almost 4 months. I can see a Postpartum Depression diagnosis about to be slapped across my forehead. I am not depressed. I feel actually quite the opposite, I feel hopeful and empowered and in love but... I hate people and the world.

I don't want my cellphone (but I do because I want to take pictures of my babies, and well then they end up on instagram of course)
I don't want to check my voicemails
I don't want to read my emails
I don't want to call anyone
I don't want to make plans
I don't want any commitments
I don't want any added responsibilities
I don't want to waste my time and emotion worrying how people feel, or what people think of me
I don't want to apologize for any of these feelings
I don't want to explain or justify my feelings to anyone
I don't want to do anything I don't want to do


I want to create my family, MY WORLD. All I want to do are the things that make me happy. Which lately revolve around my FAMILY. I want to interact with my husband and babes. I want to cut out what really doesn't matter. SIMPLIFY. I want to cut off the world. disconnect. I want to use my time wisely because it goes SO FAST. I will respond to the outside on my own time, when I want. I want to learn. PROGRESS. I want to eat good food. NURTURE those I love.

This may sound selfish or crazy, but I'm CRAZY GOOD. I highly recommend it.

Blocked

I hate how I never post because when I get to the actual writing part I way over think it. I have some epic post in my head that just never make it to the web. I've read too many other blogs that are so well written, I have to stop letting that discourage my own flow! So now that the disclaimer is out now I may proceed to out pour my deepest thoughts and desires!

feb 4 Monday late night/feb 5 Tuesday early morning : des had a dream in which his arm free fell on me. Don't know if that had anything to do with the following events but it just might have been the kick in the rumpus Baby needed.
Feb 5 3:30 am: water broke in bed. No question.
3:45 am: left for hospital
3:46 am : return to apartment because we forgot Roxi's bag, and des's wallet but were locked out. In the moment des breaks our window and lets himself in.
3:55 am: drop Roxi off with her aunty Jamie in hauula. She willingly goes to Jamie and waves "BYE MOMMY!" Which eased one of many worries I had about this day.
4:25 am: arrive at castle birth center in Kailua. Usually it takes an hour to get there... I walk in with a soaked towel, amniotic fluid dripping down my legs STILL and squeaking slippahs. Sick. Contractions are 3 minutes apart
4:30-8am: checked into my room. Mom in law arrives for support, des goes to jack in the box. Vitals, paperwork and get to walking. Walked the halls a little bit, pushed des in the wheel chair, came back to the room bounced on the yoga ball. Check vitals and baby, baby seemed to be stressed from my position on the ball so I got in the bed. My contractions were building and getting stronger as nature intends. Not gonna lie, I thought about an epidural but didn't want to prolong labor so tossed that idea quick. Contractions become back to back with no real rests dilated to an 8 and felt like pushing, so I changed positions for 2 contractions and felt urge again. Got the green light to push. Pushed an pushed but nada. Baby's heart rate was dropping. Dr said I had one more try to get him out and then they would have to use the vacuum. That sacred me straight. I said a prayer for the strength to do it. Everyone was yelling at me to go go go! PUSH PUSH PUSH!!! I honestly didnt think I could do it but out came the head. Then Just as I'm about to eject the rest of the kid they yell "STO STOP STOP!" Then there is rushing and I'm kinda like wth is going on down there! Turns out the cord was around the baby's neck tight... Purple/blue face status. Dr Moore had to quick snip the cord and then it was "GOGO GO PUSH PUSH PUSH!" the fire downstairs was extinguished as baby boy crossed the finish line. Good morning baby boy!
8:01 am: they placed him on my chest still pretty purple and he squirmed and I was just still in shock. Shaking.

That was HARD! Way different than with Roxi. Intense and not rhythmaic like my first. I was stressed out. They quick grabbed him and then I heard that cry and could breath a little easier. Everyone could.

The nurse Jill (who helped deliver Roxi too) didn't think baby was that big, till he hit the scale. 8lb 2oz. Go me. No rips either. Woohoo. Welcome Kairo Raven Fa'atamalii Enesa

It gets way too easy to justify things in life when you feel as if you are in early labor. Or if your wife thinks shes in labor. For example: eating out, watching too much tv, not getting dressed, being grumpy, co sleeping and neglecting responsibilities in general. Well it's been two weeks that I've been ready to go at any minute and it's getting old.

Just about every night after Roxi drifts off to dreamland, I can finally relax and well... Contract. I get so confused because "they say" you need to relax to let your body to into labor. But at the same time how many times do you hear pregnant women say "you're going to put me into labor!" in a stressed situation? Well for me, I will have contractions all night. Get up, walk around, go to the bathroom, clean something, pack some more stuff, maybe even shower... Go back to bed, wake up, move to the couch contemplate calling my mom to book her flight, and then lo and behold as sun is coming up, so is Roxi. ERrrrrrrk! Just like that, contractions stop. She's a powerful lady.

She's keen and she senses what's going to happen. She trying to get ALL the one on one time possible. She's also become very vocal recently. Here's some of her new vocabulary:
Unkol- uncle
Emma- her cousin Emma
Aila- cousin kaila
Leah- cousin eleah
Coo coos- cookies
Cacas- crackers
Ickin- chicken (or any meat really)
Ri- rice
Out
Bubbles- very clear
Gahma- grandma
Andy- candy

And much more gibberish I'm still in the process of translating

As you can see she all about family and food!

Pics below: trying to get in all the final single child snuggles she can get.

Last belly documentation at 38 weeks

And my baby shower! The amazing Brittany Lowry strikes again (she did my maternity photos as seen in a previous post). I was doubtful that I'd even make it to my shower without a baby, but Brittany prayed REAL hard I wouldn't have my baby before then, and that it wouldn't rain. We had been on flash flood alert the prior two days. But we made it, and had a a grand ol time!

I started this post before I had baby, but just now finished... Birthday day coming soon!!