Monday, February 25, 2008

Sunday Funday

I forgot to mention that we went to Cletus and Alice's after church on sunday. We had a really good time with them and they made some really yummy homemade pizza for us. We played charades (side note: I'm not very good and pretending to go down a slide) and the girls of course made a mess with all of their toys. I do have to say I have a special little place in my heart for little miss Kate. Maybe it's because she looks so much like Mia but I just love the age that she's in also. She has such a sweet little spirit to her and I really enjoyed being around and holding her.

Afterwards, we went over to our friends Lisa and Andrew and saw their new house! I am so excited for them! It makes you realize how clean a new home looks and how much work I had to do this morning to clean my own house!

KALEA'S DENTAL WORK AND THEM SOME...

Can I just start by saying that I am so glad that last week is OVER! I think I stressed more and definitely ate more because of the stress. Kalea got all of her dental work done. I couldn't even sleep the night before because I was so nervous for her. It went fairly smooth. I guess about as smooth as you can expect a 3 year old to do when she hates pretty much anyone in the medical field. The Dentist tried to give her a cup of "grape juice" and have her drink it. She kept saying, "that's terrible" so he had to break out the syringe and try it that way. Of course she let it pool in her mouth before swallowing but finally managed it down. While waiting for the medicine to kick in we watched Snow White. I noticed that while Kalea was sitting up she was slowly sliding sideways and couldn't hold herself up anymore. Dr. Olson took her back to his room and that is where the waiting began. The work it self only took about 45 min to an hour. When he brought her back out to me she looked as white as a ghost. Apparently she had done really well once the laughing gas went on. But I swear I have never seen her that pale in my life. She was having a hard time after this. Obviously not feeling very well so went over to the treasure chest and picked out a toy. And this is where the barfing began. She threw up about 3-4 times in a garbage can and got all the medicine out of her stomach. After that the color came back in her face and she was feeling MUCH better. The only thing that seemed to bother her after all of that was the Novocaine. She kept telling me to "take it off". I told her I couldn't and that we would just have to wait. That was hard for her but she seemed OK as time went on. She's now fully recovered and doing really well. She has one shiny silver tooth and one extracted with a spacer in place. She doesn't seem to notice the missing tooth yet. At one point I was wiping blood from her mouth and she asked me "What's that?" and I told her "paint". I did NOT want to freak her out any more then she was already feeling. Paint was the best answer I could come up with.

I've noticed that I've been eating a lot more but not seeming to show in the belly area quite as much. Some days I look VERY pregnant and then others I look at myself for awhile and there isn't much there. It's kind of confusing. I have another doctor's appointment next week so I'm hoping everything will check out normal. The only thing that has been absolutely driving me crazy are my allergies. I am miserable from them from spring til fall and it has started! I am on prescription meds prescribed by the OB so it should help out.

PS Mia STILL won't go to nursery!! aggghhhh!!

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Being Hawaiian...





So this morning I tried to explain to Kalea that she is Hawaiian. It didn't go very well. She said, "No mommy, I'm Ka-lay-ya". I said, " I know you're Kalea but you're also Hawaiian". She became very distraught by this fact and obviously did not want to accept this dual description of herself. Even after I told her she was Hawaiian like mommy, it was not something she was willing to grasp. Maybe I'll give it a little bit longer before trying to explain this fun fact to her.

One day she'll find out how COOL it is to be Hawaiian. I remember little things like my dad waking me up to a song by Don Ho called "Sweet Leilani" in the morning. I remember going to my Tutu's house out in California and learning little bits here and there. Seeing my cousins dance the hula and tahitian dance also, hearing the Ukelele for the first time, trying Poi for the first time, my Tutu can also remember where he was in Hawaii during the bombing of Pearl Harbor. These feelings of love for everything Hawaiian flows in my blood like nothing else. Sometimes it is hard to live so far from my roots. There are days that I feel more "hawaiian" the others. I would love to teach my girls the things they should know about their culture and heritage. Because I have a feeling one day our polynesian blood is just going to get thinner and thinner and will one day be lost.