She’s FINALLY Here!

As I reached the end of my pregnancy, I started to get frustrated with my body and started to have serious doubts that I would be able to handle or deal with child birth this time around. When you get pregnant the first time, you really have no idea what giving birth will be like. You have no idea or even an inkling of what to expect. When the second time rolls around you have a general idea of what happens.  And when you have a traumatic experience the first time, you have fears and doubts about the second time. I had to keep telling myself to trust my body, and trust in God’s plan.

After reaching and then surpassing my due date, I was discouraged and uncomfortable, I thought she would never come out. I reached 41 weeks on Monday, August 1st, which coincidentally happened to be my son’s first day of full time pre-school. My husband and I woke up early, got him dressed and took him to school, where I was pretty much abandoned by my son as he walked (more like ran) away from me to play and yelled bye to me from afar. My husband and I went home to enjoy our FIRST and what would be our ONLY full day alone, to do WHATEVER we wanted.

2 o’clock rolled around and it was time to pick up my son from school and we also had a doctors appointment. My husband half jokingly told my father-in-law we would let him know if he had to pick up our son from the doctors office, and I added “…don’t worry she’s staying in, you won’t have to do that.” I was slightly nervous because of two reasons: 1) I had to see a different doctor because my doctor was out of the office, and 2) I KNEW they would be checking my cervix…WHICH (for lack of a better word) SUUUUCCCKKKKSSSS!!!

While in the exam room, I was talking to the doctor and telling her that nothing had changed and I was getting really discouraged because I was hoping to have that “natural birth” experience that I didn’t get with my son. Up until this point I had also denied a membrane sweep, 3 times, because I knew it would hurt, and because there’s no guarantee that it would work. There are stories of women who have to do it 2, 3, or 4 times before it works and really at that point you don’t even know if it worked because of the sweep or your body was just ready. If there is one thing I will always remember my Grandma telling me, it’s “follow your gut, you know what’s best for you, it’s your body.” During the exam, I felt a small gush and basically the doctor said that she thought my water broke so I should just go downstairs to labor and delivery. All I kept thinking was “Holy crap, she’s coming, I don’t know if I can do this again!”

I walked out of the exam room and told my husband what happened. So we went to L&D and anxiously awaited the arrival of our little one. The doctors and nurses were wonderful and I was able to labor on my own for about 4 hours. My contractions weren’t painful but they were really close together. Unfortunately they weren’t doing anything because I had only progressed about from 3cm to 4cm after 4 hours. I was induced the rest of the way and also had an epidural. I was able to SLEEP through my WHOLE labor which was AMAZING! When I gave birth to my son, I had the shakes the whole time so I was so tired when it came time to push. This time I was rested and ready to push!

About 11 hours in, I started to feel something coming after each contraction but I wasn’t really sure what I was feeling. So I just slept it off and went back to sleep.  After about 12 hours in labor, the doctor came in to check on my progress and can you guess what I had been feeling? the rest of my water bag and my daughters head pressing down. “Huh, so that’s what that was,” is what I thought.  The truth is I felt NOTHING with my son, so this was a completely new experience for me. Then the doctor looked up and said “Okay, let’s try pushing!” All I kept thinking was “Holy crap she’s coming! Holy crap 2 kids! Please don’t tear, please don’t tear, PLEASE DON’T TEAR!!!!”

After only 15 minutes of pushing, (and only second degree tears!) our little princess arrived on August 2 at 5:15am.

So to all you mothers and mothers to be: “Trust your gut, trust your body, only you know what’s best for you.”  After all was said and done, his plan was perfect and my body didn’t fail me. We are happy to announce the (better late than never) arrival of our beautiful daughter Tori. Here are a few moments from my delivery.





35 Weeks: Since I’ve Been Gone

With my first pregnancy, I blogged about everything that happened. The aches and pains, tests, complaints, all of it.  I’ve come to find out that it has helped quite a few people. I contemplated for awhile if I would continue to blog through my second pregnancy, but days turned into weeks and weeks into months. I’ll be honest, it’s damn near impossible to blog while barfing and trying to take care of a 3 year old. There are MANY, and I mean MAAANNNY Mommies out there who can, and do, and look like freaking Wonder Woman while doing it. I however, am not one of those women. I am a big lazy baby when I am sick, and I am even lazier while pregnant. 32 Weeks Pregnant 32 Weeks Pregnant

Following my horrible bout of morning sickness that lasted roughly 4 months, I made the conscious (or semi-conscious depending on how you look at it) decision to just sit back, relax and enjoy this pregnancy. Every few weeks I would get the urge to write and then open up my computer, only to get side tracked by Amazon, a TV show, a trip to the bathroom, or my little man who just HAD to show me something super awesome or tell me a joke.

To be perfectly honest my little man is the main reason I’ve been staying away from blogging. I realized early on that when baby came, life would not be the same for my little guy. I wanted to shower him with all my love and attention, because this would be the last few months where it’s ONLY him. To my surprise, he’s been really excited from the get go. So excited in fact he was telling people I was having twins!!! For the record I am not having twins.(ultrasounds have only showed one, that we know of, but you know kids, they have this weird 6th, 7th, and 8th sense) 

He talks to my belly and gets to feel all the squirming and kicking. He loves helping me buy all the new baby items and has been helping me clean like a maniac for his new siblings arrival. He also likes to give his input about names. The typical toddler boy he is gives suggestions like “poop” and “butt” and my favorite “poop on your head”. It’s been a relief to say the least that he’s so excited to be getting a new lifelong friend.This pregnancy hasn’t been all roses though, let me tell you! After my brief hospital visit for my morning sickness, I was given anti-nausea medicine (which I didn’t take because I’m a hippie) and instead turned to essential oils (cue Angels singing). I could sniff those damn oils all day long. I digress. After the morning sickness I was instructed to take the Gestational Diabetes (GD) Test because I had developed it in my first pregnancy. I failed the 1 hour and passed the 3 hour. What was my reward? A retest at 28 weeks! Can you guess what happened? I once again failed the 1 hour and passed the 3 hour. The good news is that I am now in the clear for GD. 31 weeks Pregnant 31 weeks Pregnant

Other than the headache of going through so much testing for GD my pregnancy has been pretty uneventful compared to my first pregnancy. This time around I have been a lot better about my eating and exercise habits. If you didn’t think that those things mattered, I’m here to tell you that they do. I have noticed a substantial difference in my energy levels during this pregnancy compared to last but I’m sure it could be attributed to the fact that I am chasing a 3 year old all. day. long.

I am currently 35 weeks and in comparison to my last pregnancy, I have gained about 28 lbs VS 75lbs the first time. The BIGGEST change besides my weight is that I have had no swelling! It’s been so amazing to not feel like a giant whale. Have I been without aches and pains though? No. Backaches have been plaguing me in recent weeks and I am being closely watched for Pre-Eclampsia (since I also developed that in my first pregnancy) but that has been the extent of it. We are nearing the 9 month mark and Doc thinks that I’m not going to make it to full-term because baby is already head down, and low in the pelvis. I’ve already had a talk with my new little love and it needs to stay put until July. You need to bake just a little bit longer! 

Has Anyone Seen Thay?

Hi Friends!

I know I sort of just dropped off the face of the earth and you may (or maybe not) have been wondering what the heck happened.  It’s weird how life will throw you a curve ball just when you get into the groove of life. Things had just been settling down, and we were all getting into a rhythm and then WHAM! I caught an awful flu/sinus infection in October, which put me out of commission for about 2 awful weeks. When I finally started getting better I was working my tail off since I had been out of work for so long.  Then, the holidays snuck up on me and before I knew it, it was thanksgiving. I decided to take thanksgiving slow and enjoy the time spent with our family.  The problem was I had been keeping this secret ALL to myself.

My son turned 3 on December 1 and we took him to Disneyland for his birthday.  After that life has been kind of a blur.  Christmas came and went, and where was I? Battling a serious bout of morning sickness.  That’s right friends, we are expecting baby #2 in July this year and it has been nothing short of exhausting.  My morning sickness has been borderline Hypermesis (the really serious kind of morning sickness), If that wasn’t enough, my little man and I have been passing a cold back and forth for about a month now and mine took a horrible turn which landed me in the hospital and hooked up to an IV. I think we’re finally coming out of the cold AND morning sickness stage (I HOPE!) and can finally start enjoying this pregnancy.  It’s so funny how everyone asks if I’m excited and my response is “I’ll let you know when I stop barfing.”

So, in a nutshell I haven’t been around because I’ve been in bed practically all day because even standing to shower will cause me to vomit, sometimes uncontrollably.  It’s an experience to say the least! To be honest I probably won’t be back completely for another few weeks. HOWEVER, when I do feel up to it you can look forward to more Hapai in Hawaii, which I have since relocated to this site. If you want to take a walk with me down memory lane, you can click the archives and see the journey through my first pregnancy.  If you still feel like walking with me (because if I’m running you better run to, because I’ll be running for ice cream or away from giant cockroaches) then I’ll be posting some new pregnancy content.  It’s like when I’m pregnant my wit level kicks up a few hundred notches. Don’t get any ideas though, pregnancy is no walk in the park for this mama, and there will be no talk of me being pregnant all the time.

So stay tuned for more, it’s sure to be a good laugh this time around too.



A Month of Gratitude: Unexpected Moments of Gratitutde

“Piglet noticed that even though he had a very small heart, it could hold a rather large amount of gratitude.”  — A.A. Milne, Winnie The Pooh

Around this time of year, we realize we should be extra grateful or extra thankful.  We know that Thanksgiving is just one day, but we should should gratitude 365 days of the year.  We also tend to list what we are thankful for, sometimes without really thinking it through. I am guilty of this and throughout the day I have my mantras that I say to myself to keep my in the right frame of mind: “I am thankful for my health, I am thankful for my family, I am thankful to be a mother, I am thankful for my husband, I am thankful for my job. Be nice, be courageous, be kind.” However, throughout the day I am also presented with unexpected moments of gratitude. Moments where I think “Wow, I need be thankful.” Continue reading

Threenager? Myth or Reality?

Meltdowns are becoming increasingly common in our household. I’m not entirely sure what the reason is, maybe It’s that time of the month (all month long?), maybe I’m becoming a mom to a threenager. Did you know that was such a thing? A threenager? I had been hearing about it off and on for a few months now and I thought it was such joke. Why would you call your three year old a threenager? Well friends, I’m here to tell you that a threenager IS A THING, and it’s a BEAST.

My son seems to be a month or two ahead of the game, he’s been that way from, well before he was born! He tried to make his grand entrance into the world at 28 weeks, he crawled for a month and went straight to walking at about 10 months, he started speaking in crisp and clear sentences at about 28 months, and the list goes on and brings us to today. He’s negotiating, he’s screaming, he’s giving me rascal looks, he’s telling me to go away and leave him alone, he’s a THREENAGER! Continue reading

Recipe: Cinnamon Apple Chips

Apples and Pumpkins are the epitome of Fall.  I have been searching and searching for an apple recipe to try and I decided to go back to this guy.  Apple Chips have been on my mind for a few months now, but I’ve been so afraid to try to make them!  Why? Because you have to leave them in the oven for so long!  Our house would turn into a sauna and with our erratic schedule, I’d probably have to stop baking or worse…forget about them!  It started to cool off a few weeks ago and I had a bunch of days off from work, so I decided to finally give this recipe a try. Continue reading

Picky Eaters: 10 Ways To Encourage Healthy Eating

My son is a picky eater.  I shouldn’t say picky, he actually eater a wider variety of foods than my 19 year old sister.  When he was just starting to eat solid foods, I was one of those moms who thought she would make all of his baby food jars just gross me out.  And I did it! It was a great experience and I 100% enjoyed it.  I frequented farmer’s markets and tried to buy local when I could. My son got the purest possible foods with the most minimal amount of additives. For those first few months to a year he would eat anything and everything I would put on his plate or plop in front of him.

Flash forward to today and I am in pancake and hotdog hell.  Now that my little guy talks, I give him choices of meals, which he usually shoots down and says “uh, mommy, I tink I want some…..(long pause)…pancakes!”. Sometimes I dig myself in a hole and just ask him what he wants, when I know the answer is “pancakes mommy!”.  90% of the time he will respond with “pancakes mommy!” or “mommy hotdogs!”. I haven’t got the faintest idea why pancakes, but hotdogs I get. Nitrates, human DNA and all, I love me some hotdogs! Everything in moderation right?

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Picking Pumpkins — Waimanalo Pumpkin Patch

It’s not fall until you’ve picked a pumpkin for Halloween. Am I right? It’s pretty new thing here in Hawaii. There aren’t very many self pick farms here in Hawaii, unlike our mainland counterparts, pumpkin patches have only been around for maaayybeee the last 10 or so years? I could totally be wrong, but I know that I surely didn’t go pumpkin picking when I was little. The closest I got to carving a pumpkin, was getting those really, REALLY, tiny pumpkins from the market, and drawing a face on them with a sharpie.

Pumpkin Picking -- Waimanalo Farms Pumpkin Patch

Since the advent of Pinterest, pumpkin patches have been on my mind. When my son was born, I obsessed…I mean, I carefully calculated the opportunity to take one of those super cute pumpkin patch pictures that are splattered ALL OVER Pinterest. Wait, what I mean to say is that I really wanted to have a great time picking a pumpkin from a farm, instead of Sams Club. Who am I kidding, I just wanted a good picture. We took my son when he was about to turn 1, it was a horrible experience. The farm was dusty, little man was fussy, it was hot and humid, crowded, it was just not an enjoyable experience. So, last year we skipped it and went to Disneyland instead. #happymom Continue reading

Toilet Training

There’s this video floating around on the internet about a unicorn pooping ice cream and how to use a “squatty potty.”  It’s pretty hilarious.  It reminded me about the not so distant past,  and that time when I thought, “When do I have to teach you to use the toilet?” which was immediately followed by “Oh shit, I have to teach you to use the toilet!” which was then followed by “How the ef do I teach you to use the toilet?!”

Luckily for me, my little guy told his grandma that he wanted to wear some panties while they were shopping, so she did what any good grandma would do, and bought him some boy underwear! (no not panties, although, in retrospect I would have been pissed but it would have been hilarious to think about)  That’s when the ball started rolling and we figured it was time to teach him how to use the porcelain throne. Continue reading

Island Eats: Via Gelato

Ice cream is probably my dessert weakness. I’ve never really cared for pies, cakes, cookies, or cupcakes, but ice cream…I can never turn it down!  When I was pregnant, I swear I used it as an excuse to eat a bowl every night after dinner, for that I paid two fold.  I got gestational diabetes, and my son is addicted too! (well, sugar in general).  I promise, I was a good mom and I tried to keep anything sweet out of those tiny little hands and mouth, but the sweet tooth is strong in my family.  My mom, aunty, and sister are ALWAYS eating something that can and will rot your teeth, it was no wonder that one of his first experiences with cake was with my crazy family!

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