tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29902976693759522542024-03-12T12:58:17.551-10:00Enough of those Enesa'sAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-72717724375765928082013-01-18T22:23:00.002-10:002013-05-20T21:29:42.903-10:00NEW BLOGSO I messed up my HTML on the old blog and couldn't stand looking at it anymore.... so i made a new one! FOLLOW ME THERE! I'm being better at updating that one =) heres the link<br />
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Thanks friends!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-44159506499244863262012-05-29T13:15:00.001-10:002012-05-29T14:30:27.982-10:00UP down ALL aroundThis is our direction in life these days. I was convinced to blog since all of our best friends have left hawaii or are in the process of leaving. So i guess we have the time now since we don't have any play dates. Boo. We are counting down till we get to visit California in June. Roxi finally gets to meet her Pimentel grandparents and bay area aunties and uncles! In the mean time we will quiz her on flash cards of who is who so she will "know" them and skip the whole getting to know you stage. <br />
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Des is still in school and working as a trainer at the gym. He's looking into internships to meet his graduation requirement and has some good leads! Des's schedule included a women's studies class that has opened his eyes to many new issues and actually likes a lot. I think he just likes to argue (because that's what a lot of the discussion turns into in that class). <br />
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I've been keeping busy with Roxi's and a few extra other little girls I'd been watching on and off. Roxi loves the comrodderie, or maybe all the snacks her older friends share with her... Either way it's been an experience watching multiples! At times it was a great birth control, but not at the same time, of that makes sense. In my rare moments to myself I've been busy with the glue gun making cell phone cases, head bands and home decor. One of these days I'll sell some stuff. <br />
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On netflix, either inspired us...or scared us. Either way we decided our next purchase would be a juicer! This documentary follows a guy who was well fat, sick and nearly dead on his path to better health through juice. I recommend watching it. that and FOOD MATTERS (another food doc on netflix). After some research we decided to go with the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c5987; font-size: 14px; text-transform: uppercase;"><a href="http://www.zappos.com/breville" style="color: #2c5987; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;">BREVILLE</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c5987; font-size: 14px; text-transform: uppercase;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c5987; font-size: 14px; text-transform: uppercase;">BJE200XL JUICE FOUNTAIN COMPACT.</span></span></div>
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We got it from Best Buy! Then off to Costco we went to purchase a cartload of fruits and veggies! Des has decided he wants to take the juice challenge and drink straight JUICE for 10 days. Since I am still breastfeeding and don't want to risk losing my milk or upsetting the little one I'm keeping my solids but have decided to cut out meat and see how things go. In general we want to lead fresher, healthier, long lives together because we're so in love right. (OK it's February so I felt the need to be mushy for a sentence haha). SO whole wheat, fresh food, less sugars and less processed food, more fruits and veggies. (sorry SPAM!) </div>
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We in no way want strip the pleasure from eating. It is such a big part of our lives here in Hawaii. So here's my challenge. make meals/snacks that my family will beg me to make and remain healthy and full of energy! If you have any suggestions, PLEASE get at me. </div>
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The first juicing experience was...interesting. The juicer is awesome. A tad quieter than a blender (important when there are sleeping babies in the apartment), easy to clean, powerful and a great size for our limited space. Oh and it was $99... best buy offers a 2 year protection plan for only 15$, so we added that on as well. As for the juice... well we'll need to get down our food combos because carrot, cucumber, apple and orange was a little off, haha but Des drank it all! </div>
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Perfect gifts for the grandparents, (made us look like legit moms) and the perfect personal touch to the driftwood christmas tree! not to mention easy on the pocket book.</div>
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This was my second Christmas in Hawaii and our first holiday season as THREE! Last year I lacked the motivation to exercise my holiday spirit. Having a baby kicked me into gear! I'm responsible for facilitating her first memories (or at least first pictures that she can look back at)...EEK. For me that was enough to make me try and establish some of our own traditions (which is hard sometimes!) well technically they are not traditions yet because we've only done them one year, but I hope they stick. </div>
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Our apartment is quite small, so a tree in the house was out of the question. So this 3 foot door hanging tree was perfect. In Germany (where my parents are currently serving a mission, and we spent Christmas 2 years ago) the tradition is to decorate the tree on Christmas Eve. So, Des, Roxi and I walked down to Hukilau beach Christmas Eve morning and while Des was off roading with Roxi with the stroller in the sand, I collected our wood! </div>
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The final product was beyond satisfying, and I couldn't stop looking at it! I like the idea of decorating for christmas, but I want it to be my style. not red and green puke all over my house. I was sad to take it down, but set the wood free at it's proper home just the other day. =) I can't wait to make another one next year! Perfect Christmas Cheer!</div>
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2012 looks promising. Our theme for the year is FRESH and LESS!! </div>
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I'm a proud mama who loves to show off my baby! I'm soooo happy the weather has cooled off but mostly because Roxi can fit her baby jeggings now and I'm obsessed with them! One thing I always said I wanted for my baby was clothes I would wear, but baby size. Baby clothes tend to go too far with the bows and ruffles and STUFF. But these pants are the one! Baby jeggings are genius. Practical and fashionable. I think every baby should have them. Macy's has some, the children's place has them, even walmart has them! My favorite ones are from the children's place. </div>
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Another thing I'm proud of is a beautiful concoction I cooked up this weekend...
We used to eat these amazing peanut butter bars topped with melted chocolate chips growing up... Since WIC has fully stocked my cupboards with peanut butter to last us through the millennium, I thought re creating this childhood dessert would put that butter to good use! Of course I can never just follow a recipe , I always manage to convince myself that adding my own pinch of this or dash of that will somehow improve a perfectly good recipe. And if you pull up my recent google searches, "substitution for..." will come up all too often because I always want to make what I don't have all the ingredients for! I fail alot, but today I did good! The outcome, what I like to call peanut butter blackout bars. caution: may cause sugar coma. I made these for a bbq we threw together on saturday with some friends and neighbors. Someone said that this dessert was the highlight of their week. And the 9x13 pan was scraped clean...safe to say, I did good. Here's what ended up in it: </div>
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And I thought I'd throw in a classic bath flick that we can show her dates when they come to pick her up in the FAR future. </div>
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Oh and I can finally post this picture now because one of my best friends who I made these for finally got them in the mail. </div>
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Yesterday we got to drive to town and sit in the dr's office while Dez got his retina repaired. What started as tired bloodshot looking eye, turned into what we thought was pink eye, then was downgraded to a popped blood vessel in his eye. Just to be sure Dez went to the health center on campus. There the Dr told him it was something more serious and he was sent to an optomitrist. There the hole in his retina was discovered! So off to another specialist we went. After a series of tests, laser surgery and a whole lot of blurriness, he's can see! It all happened so fast, but we're glad we acted when we did or else it could have been real bad. It seems like there's always something going on with us.</div>
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The other night Dez and I put Roxi in her crib to try and settle her down for bed. We were looking at her all wide eyed and wiggling saying how she probably wouldn't go down easily. In the split second that we turned around to grab her pacifier, SHE FELL FAST ASLEEP! I'm surprised our laughing didn't wake her up, we just couldn't believe it. She's just so unpredictable, and we love every moment of it.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Today Roxi is 10 Weeks old! She is a little over 12 lbs and 24 inches long! 90 something(I forgot exactly) percentile for her age according to her Dr.. After a rough month, we finally figured out she had heartburn! Poor thing! We finally got her on some antiacid medicine and she's feeling better than ever! She even learned to roll over this week. <br /><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-4043006350765266962011-10-11T17:42:00.000-10:002011-10-11T17:42:24.944-10:00belated birthday flicks!I know I'm 9 weeks and now 12 lbs late on these, but we're kinda caught up in other things now! I wont put ALL the details, but if anyone wants to know them, I have no shame; ask and I will share! My water broke around 7:45 Sunday August 7th after eating dinner at Dez's parent's house. And it's true, YOU'LL KNOW if/when your water breaks...(i was at the hospital 3 days earlier because i thought my water was leaking.) I was so anxious and excited to go into labor because I wanted to know what it felt like... I wanted to trust my body and push my limits. After 15 hours of drug free back labor, Roxi Peone Enesa was born!<br />
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I delivered at Castle Medical center in Kailua, Hawaii and would highly recommend it to anyone giving birth on the island. I labored, delivered and recovered in one room equiped with everything including a jacoozi bathtub and bed for Dez to stay the night on. The staff was awesome and never once made me feel like the dumb first timer. My Dr arrived after I had already started pushing and told me I was acting like I had 2 or 3 epidurals... I don't know if that was a compliment to my pain management skills or she just thought I was acting OUUUUUT of it. Pushing felt surprisingly awesome. After 14 hours of breathing to cope with pain, it was nice to do something a little more productive to birthing a child, like PUSH. And PUSHING I did, for an hour and a half. At one point the Dr and nurses had their backs turned and I saw on the monitor I was starting a contraction. I yelled to them "HEY IM PUSHING WHETHER YOURE GONNA HELP ME OR NOT SO YOU MIGHT WANNA COME BACK!" Dez then took charge and held both my legs open while coaching me to PUUUSH! (He loves telling that part to everyone, he thought the laboring part was booooring...haha) Everyone (Dez, my sister in law Jamie, the dr, and the nurses) were telling me I was doing great... but I wasn't sure what that meant exactly, all I hoped was that it equated that I was almost done. <br />
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Dez's family was amazing support because none of my family could be there for the messy stuff. =) They've all since met Roxi via webcam except my younger sister Megan who sacrificed a week to spend cooped up in our apartment helping me without complaining that she didn't get to get her tan on at the beach.<br />
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For the first few days after delivery when I would nurse Roxi I would get shell shock cramps as my uterus contracted and I would think I was starting labor contractions! I would have to remind myself, that the pain is over (for now) and you have your baby, she's in your arms!lol I've since healed and forgot enough that I've told Dez that I think I could do it again...I don't know if Dez could. haha!<br />
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<div>Thank you for all the support and prayers. I feel truly blessed to have this BIG spirit yet tiny body in OUR home, in OUR family. LOVE and LIFE have a whole new meaning. incredible</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-33110899376066077642011-08-18T21:36:00.002-10:002011-08-18T21:36:49.576-10:00Introducing...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-V2u4MPJvA/Tk4SX46AJOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TmPQO9nGm9c/s1600/Roxi+Enesa-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t-V2u4MPJvA/Tk4SX46AJOI/AAAAAAAAAKk/TmPQO9nGm9c/s640/Roxi+Enesa-01.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
Details soon to come.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-34837370769188005122011-07-14T07:54:00.001-10:002011-07-14T08:10:51.660-10:00Truly Inspired<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://db.tt/Lqembyx" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="612" src="http://db.tt/Lqembyx" width="612" /></a></div><br />
Yes I'm at the birth center and no I didn't have the baby....yet. I forsure wouldn't have been there Sunday night if it weren't for my amazing mom. Moms really do know best and I can't wait to be one. So this is how I ended up at the birth center at 9pm Sunday night. <br />
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My mom called me from my dad's cell at 9:30 pm saturday night (which is 9:30 am sunday morning in germany) This is rare because they live in Germany and it costs a butt load to call the states on a cell, plus they were at church at the time. I missed the call but got her voicemail. It went a little something like this, " hi cari it's mom, I had a feeling I should call you, I dont know why, just want to see if you ok. Love you call me back." To be honest it kinda freaked me out... but sometimes that's what it takes. I called dezy to see if he was ok and then looked down again and again at myself to make sure I was ok. <br />
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I called my mom back and told her everything was fine that I know of but I will let her know if something comes up. All my senses heightened but I tried to get some sleep. The baby must have been on her toes as well cause she was up all night tossing and turning. Morning came and I'll spare you on these details but basically I thought I might be leaking some amniotic fluid... But what do I know, I've never done this before, so I tried to let it go. By 2 pm we're at church. During relief society we had a lesson on family responsibilities and were discussing the importance of a mother sharing her promptings with her children. I shared my incident with my mom's phone call from the night before. I'd been prayin that I would have a more obvious sign of what my mom meant and what might need to be addressed. <br />
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Not even 30 minutes later I had a contraction, not like the other practice ones I usually have. It was strong enough to get my attention. I texted dez to tell him what happened. In the mean time dez riled up and enlisted the help of his fellow brethren to google symptoms of going into labor...during his class. After class I was the first girl to exit. All the men were waiting for thier wives in the hallway and looked at me like I had some sort of disease. (I had no idea that dez told anyone, but I should have known better) I had another contraction about 45 min later and we went home from church to figure out what to do. <br />
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Google can be dangerous in two ways... (well more than that, but that's a blog of its own) It can freak you out and make you think more of what's going on, or it can comfort you enough to let something go. If it weren't for my mom's inspired call, I would have been a victim of the later google danger and DONE NOTHinG. Luckily I have plently women in my life who's opinions I trust and who finally convinced me to call the birth center. Why did it was to be on a weekend, past office hours and so far away!! I really didn't want to be that freaked out clueless first time caller... But my mom told me we make sacrifices for our children. I swallowed my pride and called. They were super nice and told me to come in. I grabbed my hospital bag and we left. That one hour drive gave me a lot of time to think, and I wanted to talk about what could happen but dez was coping another way and turned up the music. <br />
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They gave me a gown, put me in a room, hooked me up to the machines to monitor the baby's heart rate and my contractions then ran some tests. Turns out my leaking had stopped by the time we got there (I knew that would happen!) but what was tested was negative for amniotic fluid. While that was all good, the nurse told me I was having contractions every 2-3 minutes and more intense ones every 5 or so. Enough to be affecting the baby. NEWS TO ME! I thought it was just gas or the baby still assaulting me from the inside. They called my dr and then gave me a shot to stop them. The shot made me feel like I drank a Redbull... And then they made me drink a supersized cup of water which gave the baby some mean hiccups. I was in the room alone at one point with my own heart racing from the shot, then listening to the quick heartbeat of baby intertwined with her hiccups... with a more than full bladder that was being pushed on. Feeling a bit cracked out I thought I was going to go crazy or just pee everywhere, or both. Anywho I wasn't dilating (but had thinned out some) so we got to go home. The nurse told me to try and keep her in a bit longer so she's at least 37 weeks.<br />
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I don't want to think about what would have happened if my mom never called me and I never went to the dr... It stresses me out too much. But I'm so grateful to have such inspired loving people in my life to help me along the way. <br />
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I went to the dr again on Wednesday and she told me that because I'm almost 36 weeks and the baby is at least 6lbs that if I start having contractions again... That's it! Let's just hope I recognize them this time! HahaAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-43228945856008117022011-07-09T11:09:00.002-10:002011-07-09T11:25:36.484-10:00Not working, Yet Working HardOne of my biggest fears of ending work was that I would go crazy at home all day. This is far from the truth so far. I've been off work for 2 weeks now and busier and happier than ever. We've moved into a 1 bedroom finally and <i>life is glorious!</i> Our place has more space, privacy, is conveniently located close to the laundry and mail facilities, and best of all, it is a welcoming abode to our neighbors, family and friends! No more awkward visits from people who sit and look at our bed, dirty clothes, and bathroom without leaving the couch!<br />
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</div>During my time home I've been able to ride my bike to the beach to cool off, get burned and relieve the physical strains of the baby by swimming. I'm a big fan of sunscreen now because the sunburned beach ball look wasn't workin for me. Lesson learned. <br />
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I've discovered that my love for fashion and custom alterations is not limited to clothing for myself anymore. Altering baby clothes is amazingly fulfilling! I've gotten a lot of handy downs and have had great fun makin them something special for our baby girl. Speaking of her... I am 35 weeks now and still going strong! I have a dr appointment this week but so far she's over 5 lbs and still in position to make her move! I think we've decided on the name Dresden (a city in my parent's mission that we visited on ou trip to Germany) but we'll call her Dre for short.<br />
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Amidst my journey of altering baby clothes I decided to try a pillow for our couch with the leftover fabric from the lamp I made. But for some reason I wanted ruffles on it, and that required me to learn how to make ruffles first. I really like how they turned out and can't wait to use my new technique on more baby stuff! Ruffles are really trendy right now but I hope I can explore ways to give them a different kinda of twist.<br />
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Iwa, who had a baby back in February and I was temping for, asked me if I wanted to run office errands with her. I almost said no that's ok, because I knew how much stuff I had to do that day, but decided sure WHY NOT!<br />
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When we got back sometime later Coleen the office manager and Mitchell the boss were waiting for me with looks on their faces like something bad happened, REAL BAD. They told me to come to the back office and that one of the other instructors was really upset (someone that I do a lot of projects for) and all I'm thinking is OMG what did I DO!?! We got to his back office, I said, "Ummmm do I need a pen and paper or something?" They said no no, but lets go into the conference room in case someone comes in. Like it was all serious and private! (coming from a boss who's door is always open, this was a bit concerning) At this point I'm freaking out a little bit.<br />
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Coleen wrestles with the lock for a second then busts through the door.....SURPRISE!!!!! I turn bright red and freeze. They had set up a full blown baby shower for me! Dez and his friend were there, all the mechanics from the shop and the rest of the office staff. I pretty much went into shock, and it didn't help that after everyone said surprise, they all just sat and stared at me. I'm not very good at reacting in these situations. <br />
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I put all the pieces together of how they made this happen. I even spend the whole night before with my Co-worker Jerica at Walmart as she bought everything for the cupcakes and display! They got me good though.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0-nMeAA0Zk/TgobsD_BBTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bViu--RP_z8/s1600/DSC_0231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J0-nMeAA0Zk/TgobsD_BBTI/AAAAAAAAAKE/bViu--RP_z8/s320/DSC_0231.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Favors</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUc7zHV00JU/TgobldJtEaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oDm1wLuIWYA/s1600/DSC_0219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUc7zHV00JU/TgobldJtEaI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oDm1wLuIWYA/s320/DSC_0219.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">trying to figure out what the heck all this stuff is that I needed!</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-ZYBD8oFV8/TgobheZlc-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/khOSxS_zla0/s1600/DSC_0210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-ZYBD8oFV8/TgobheZlc-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/khOSxS_zla0/s320/DSC_0210.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Me and Coleen</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b69iCB_Ny-U/TgobwCv_YPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RuqUfrhtIQU/s1600/DSC_0238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b69iCB_Ny-U/TgobwCv_YPI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RuqUfrhtIQU/s320/DSC_0238.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mitchell and Baby Hayley</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aAF1OJ_7sPQ/Tgobyl7pNOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZfyhE9OI4QA/s1600/DSC_0240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aAF1OJ_7sPQ/Tgobyl7pNOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ZfyhE9OI4QA/s320/DSC_0240.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mama to be!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm so grateful for the family and friends in my life. We are truly blessed! Thank you EVERYONE! Now lets meet the baby!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-65970205769463956812011-06-10T19:53:00.000-10:002011-06-10T19:53:33.128-10:00Beachin at 31 Weeks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_yhDf2IVLUE/TfL871WTBVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2XZeUiSazlk/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_yhDf2IVLUE/TfL871WTBVI/AAAAAAAAAJk/2XZeUiSazlk/s320/photo.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We have different expectations of where sand belongs</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zl9Akqp9T5U/TfL9RuxDLhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ui8z7ywoW1E/s1600/249616_957592260335_6422647_45449285_5858123_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zl9Akqp9T5U/TfL9RuxDLhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Ui8z7ywoW1E/s320/249616_957592260335_6422647_45449285_5858123_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">SO grateful for the holiday to spend together at the beach! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Besides the shortness of breath and MEAN leg cramps we're doing swell! We attended a basic child birth class at the hospital where I will be delivering. It was a one time class (usually they last 6 weeks or so) but we did it all in 5 hours. Dez was not thrilled that I divulged that detail when we were already half way there, but I knew that was the only way I could get him there. =) The teacher was an interesting character but I did enjoy her attitude about birth.... IT'S A NATURAL PROCESS. I've come to the point where I'm excited to trust my body and see what we can do! As of now I want to go all natural (but I've never felt a contraction before...) Each room at the hospital where I will deliver has a big tub, so I plan to spend a lot of time in there. I'm working on my birthing plan now before I go see my Dr on Wednesday for my week 31 check up. Knowledge is power, the more I'm learning, the better I feel about labor and delivery. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have been having weird dreams about the baby. Last night I had I dream that I woke up and I was in the hospital and then a nurse brought me a baby. Supposedly it was mine, but I had no recollection of even going in to labor let alone giving birth. The baby didn't really connect and recognize with me because we never had our skin to skin contact after birth! I was so upset and thought I was drugged by the hospital! Then all of a sudden the baby was looked 2... but was still a newborn and I was sad she grew so fast.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Can you tell what my subconscious is focused on?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In other news, I will be working until the 24th and we learned we get to move into our 1 bedroom on the 27th! </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-81663411511246370592011-05-01T17:32:00.000-10:002011-05-01T17:32:24.676-10:00May DAY- MAY DAY<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">25 weeks</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">Happy May Day!</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'd been wanting this for the longest time and finally saw it at Ross! It's a silicone cake mold to make a giant cupcake. Now all I need is for a cake mix to go on sale to try it out! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Not a whole lot to say right now but I know once I post everything will come to mind that I wanted to say. Until then.... </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-23243869600574538832011-04-27T19:13:00.000-10:002011-04-27T19:13:03.579-10:0024 weeks and 4 Days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oz27Mv7hKm8/TbjzbwfoQyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jZAfvWqBOKs/s1600/IMG_2162.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oz27Mv7hKm8/TbjzbwfoQyI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jZAfvWqBOKs/s320/IMG_2162.jpg" width="260" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">People always ask me how I am doing, and I realized that I always seem to find something negative to say when really I'M PERFECTLY FINE. I hate that I reinforce the pregnancy stereotypes that really don't phase me day to day. Yeah life a is a little more uncomfortable when sleeping or bending, I'm always hungry and I'm a little slow to rise, but I really have nothing to complain about honestly. Our bed was never really comfortable and I was never super flexible. I always liked to eat a lot (hence my nickname Snax) and random food at that... it's just more accepted and encouraged at this point in my life. I threw up ONCE and was more sick when I was on birth control than I am now. I love going to bed early and waking up to the kicking and growling of my tummy. I've been either walking or doing my mama yoga almost everyday and I even better about wearing my seat belt in the car!! I do miss participating in certain activities like surfing and play fighting and stuff, but I'll be back in action in a few months. Basically I've been blessed tremendously and need to start acknowledging that when people ask me how I'm doing. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-66259796484448224532011-04-25T20:30:00.000-10:002011-04-25T20:30:09.451-10:00Catch Up<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I never posted these when I first got them, and as a result I lost the 2nd one that we got. So here is 1,3,4 of ultra sounds. Don't hate, we all looked like this at one point in our lives. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21oyk8vJXCw/TbZlLkxNi1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/8unr9m4EzRM/s1600/ultrasound1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21oyk8vJXCw/TbZlLkxNi1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/8unr9m4EzRM/s320/ultrasound1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">I've been debating if I should do the high tech 3D ultra sound.... All babies look pretty similar in my opinion, but will I regret it if I don't drive the extra hour and maybe pay some extra money to be able to see our baby just a few months earlier? </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-15087572293555549782011-04-24T21:35:00.000-10:002011-04-24T21:35:00.759-10:00GAME ON!After another Dr appointment in April, it has been confirmed that Baby Biggie is a GIRL! So naturally I bought her some shoes on the way home. I've been holding off as long as I could because I know the damage I can do with shoes (having owned over 80 pairs of sneakers at one point). Now that I bought the first pair, let the games begin!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Purple and white Nikes. Cupcake Art work by Breezy</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wish I was better documenting my bump but here's a picture from a few weeks ago. I, I mean WE are growing daily it seems like. We love watching her move and cruise inside of me and offset my belly button. I'm so grateful how well this pregnancy has been going so far. I don't know what it's suppose to be like, if there is such a thing, but I'm very blessed for the health and energy I've been able to maintain the past 5 and a half months despite the colossal changes my body going through. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6XwfpOVsGcw/TbUiSFNtpHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BvvmLbT4yLc/s1600/IMG_2120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6XwfpOVsGcw/TbUiSFNtpHI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BvvmLbT4yLc/s320/IMG_2120.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-78994085348308030052011-04-24T21:16:00.000-10:002011-04-24T21:19:37.763-10:00Traditions are HARD!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"> One thing I never gave too much thought was what family traditions I would try and carry on with my own growing family. Holidays seem to sneak up on me and then the day of I'm frantic to find or make something somewhat resembling my own family traditions. It's been much easier to just adapt what Dez's family usually does because they are all right here and we're invited to do whatever they're doing.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This beautiful Easter morning I woke up realizing I had nothing special prepped or even planned for the day! So I grabbed what few eggs we had and forced Dez to decorate at least one. He has never carved a pumpkin (which I will insist on this year) or dyed and easter egg! After boiling, cooling, coloring, dipping, and dunking dunking they were complete! Only to be de-shelled, smashed and eaten in one egg sandwich session less than 5 minutes later.... Oh well, at least I hadn't grown attached to any of the decorations I'd done (or the lack there of). I just left plenty room to improve for next year! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hopefully with time we can establish our families traditions with a nice mixture from both our sides of the family. We'll see what sticks! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKWbnsIcvmg/TbUMws6mnPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r4BmxKOZT_k/s1600/IMG_2149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IKWbnsIcvmg/TbUMws6mnPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r4BmxKOZT_k/s200/IMG_2149.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o-ynUldEITs/TbUMxJLYMLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HVRx3ECVixQ/s1600/IMG_2150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o-ynUldEITs/TbUMxJLYMLI/AAAAAAAAAIU/HVRx3ECVixQ/s200/IMG_2150.JPG" width="150" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZ1t2Ofajys/TbUMyBclYhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2dxkgnYxliw/s1600/IMG_2152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZ1t2Ofajys/TbUMyBclYhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2dxkgnYxliw/s200/IMG_2152.JPG" width="150" /></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-12994880600607348632011-02-15T13:17:00.000-10:002011-03-30T18:52:04.453-10:00Updates galore!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qUrVidU2ec/TVsE4eYTrzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gke4gUd9siY/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="304" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3qUrVidU2ec/TVsE4eYTrzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gke4gUd9siY/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Both me and Baby Biggie as we call "it" are healthy and growing! We had our second Dr. appointment at 14 weeks and Dez got to come along this time. We did see the baby (the picture wasn't worth posting as all you can is the big head and a spine the way it was positioned) and heard the heart beat for the first time! I looked over at Dez and I could tell he was excited by the gloss over his eyes. He tried to man up, but I saw right through him! Next month we get to find out if its a boy or girl.<br />
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I'm so grateful to be in good health and feeling pretty awesome considering the double time my body is working from the inside out. I've had no morning sickness or symptoms beyond the hyper smell, and some tiredness. I've started working for the Operating Engineers J.A.C. which is the office for apprentice programs and classes for the construction union. Besides one of the key players in the office leaving for maternity leave (whose spot I took) there are 2 other new people replacing critical office players who left or were transferred within the last month. Under a new boss, with changes on multiple levels from structure to staff, it's always interesting. One thing I struggle with is understanding people when they have thick local accents or speak pidgin to me on the phone( everyone else I work with was born and raised in Hawaii). I'll be fluent in pidgin after this job I think. =) <br />
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Speaking of the Union.... Dez got pulled in a lottery for the International Longshore and Warehouse Union to be a stevedore(ILWU)....IN WASHINGTON. Out of 14,000 names Dez was the 800th of the 2,100 selected. So within the year (probably sometime after the baby is born) we will be packing up and starting over in the Seattle area. Dez will stay in school until it's time to go. We're both excited and a little nervous to see how this all pans out but we hope the future is bright! Once your in, put in your hours and work your way up I hear it's a pretty solid job. <br />
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Dez decided his new hobby is photography and invested in a legit camera, so look for lots of photos coming up!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-79208595596733299162010-12-14T09:45:00.000-10:002010-12-14T09:45:38.477-10:00Christmas is coming, guess who's getting fat?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptEmnzU7XeQ/TQfGr0HcDAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-NOKy_XNpKo/s1600/IMG_0732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptEmnzU7XeQ/TQfGr0HcDAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-NOKy_XNpKo/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" width="240" /></a></div> Dez is bigger than the tree<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptEmnzU7XeQ/TQfGt_Zk0-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/2c97xBffj9g/s1600/IMG_0733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptEmnzU7XeQ/TQfGt_Zk0-I/AAAAAAAAAGk/2c97xBffj9g/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" width="240" /></a></div> Me and my Father-in Law decorating the tree<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptEmnzU7XeQ/TQfG7decwGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NOeSSkxXWyg/s1600/IMG_0740.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptEmnzU7XeQ/TQfG7decwGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NOeSSkxXWyg/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> wow, real cute huh<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptEmnzU7XeQ/TQfG9mYC9kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/WWjnXLTzrDI/s1600/IMG_0741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptEmnzU7XeQ/TQfG9mYC9kI/AAAAAAAAAHA/WWjnXLTzrDI/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> Our niece that dez likes to take pictures of and say is his daughter. haha<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Oh yeah and to top it all off.... WE'RE HAVING A BABY! (no we didn't hang the test on the tree)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2990297669375952254.post-45656777172631624232010-11-05T17:43:00.000-10:002010-11-05T17:43:02.211-10:00Netflix this: FOOD MATTERS<object height="390" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r4DOQ6Xhqss&rel=0&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r4DOQ6Xhqss&rel=0&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"></embed></object><br />
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So I watched this the other day and think everyone should too. Its been a struggle to find something to cook every night, let alone something that wont end up killing us in the not so long run. I want to buy local food but its so dang expensive. I'm making Dez take me to the farm and teach me his ways. (he says he grew up on the farm and so I need to make him teach me!) I'm going to try and grow whatever I can at the ward farm (if they let me). Out here is cool because they have plots of land that they let people grow food for their families. My dream list for my future house keeps getting longer and longer. So far I want a garden, a compost bin, nice washers and dryers(that are not communal and do not have other people's POOP in them. GAG), a laundry line for the sunny days, solar panels... and that's it so far.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05248483164582002206noreply@blogger.com1