Who came up with the word BLOG anyway?
My long time friend Liz has finally convinced me that I need to start a blog in order to stay in touch and keep people informed on my boring little life. I have not written one thing about my children and their adventures through life thus far and I am starting to regret it due to the fact that I am now over 30 and realizing that I am not going to remember everything that I want to about them. So this is dedicated to them and their bizarre daily adventures we call life.
To catch us all up to date, Darren and I married May 3, 2003 and moved to Orange County, California in August of 2003. We were married for a year and decided to try to have children. Two years passed and nothing, so I went on the fetility pill, Clomid, which I call the crazy pill, because it makes you just that, CRAZY!!! You have never felt the extent your hormones can push you until you are on the crazy pill for 6 months. So after 6 months passed and my husband hadn't killed me yet, I took a pregnancy test and lo and behold we were finally pregnant. At nine weeks, we went to the doctor and they decided at the spur of the moment to just do an ultrasound since the machine was already in the room- at first we heard this incredibly fast heartbeat. The doctor said, "Look at the monitor ad tell me what you see!" I was in awe and said, "Twins!" She said, "Yep, but it looks like triplets to me" and she continued to show us the three sacs that had developed in my stomach. After that we were so extatic, it was so incredible. We later learned that the third sac had disappeared and we were in fact just having twins, which was a great relief to me. I was working at the time and one of my employees had triplets and her life was so incredibly hard, I just couldn't see myself staying sane with three little ones!
Well, pregnancy did not agree with me. Besides all the little minor complications you can possibly have, I developed Gall Stones and Pre-Eclampsia. I was in and out of the hospital and on the 33 week marker I was put in thehospital for good on bed rest. As soon as I got there, my blood pressure began to spike and I was swelling up like a whale! My toes couldn't be seen due to the swelling in my feet had covered them up, or so I was told because I was so fat, I couldn't see them. Even my tounge was swollen and I was slurring my speech. Then I started seeing stars and getting dizzy at which point I was given an emergency c-section and on August 7, 2006, I had two beautiful babies that were as small as can be.
The first one out was our daughter, Katherine Kalia, at 4 lbs. 7 oz. Then came our son, Brandon Koa, at 3lbs. 15 oz. They looked like little spider monkeys! So cute with these huge bulging eyes! They were perfect. Neither one of them had any problems. They did, however, need to stay in the NICU until they proved that they could function in all the ways they needed to and were able to gain weight and keep their body temperatures up. They were amazing and were home in two weeks time.
Our new life took a lot of getting used to and a lot of trial and error, but we got the hang of it and we are very fortunate to have two sets of parents who are willing to help out in any way possible. My mother also lives very close, so that was incredibly comforting, her being a great mother herself. Our apartment was filling up and we needed more space and we decided to buy. In April, 2007, we bought a cute little condo in Oceanside, California. We moved in on May 1st. My youngest brother, Nick, had just been called to the Cochabomba, Bolivia Mission and He and Darren and my parents went on a surf trip to Costa Rica at the end of May before Nick reported to the MTC in June. While Darren was in Costa Rica, I was at home with my two beautiful 8 month olds when I had the feeling I should take a pregnancy test. It was a shock when it came back positive because I had been on birth control and it was so hard to get pregnant the first time. I was actually elated and couldn't stop smiling. I was very worried, however, what my husband would think. He called the following day and I told him the news. To my surprise, he was happy!
My pregnancy this time around seemed easier- that is until I hit the third trimester and my body started to disagree with the pregnancy. At 34 weeks I was put in the hospital with pancreantitus. That was resolved in about 4 days, but as soon as that was over I developed pre-eclampsia yet again and at 35 weeks, December 22, 2007, we had a beautiful baby boy which we named Jacod Scott. He is perfect. He was in the NICU overnight and needed oxygen for 12 hours, but was fine. The next day he joined me in my room. We were able to come home in the afternoon on Christmas Day. Talk about a great Christmas present. Kate and Brandon were so excited to meet their new brother and Kate has turned into quite the little mommy.
Jale is now 8 weeks old and the twins are now 18 months old and we are having the time of our lives. That pretty much brings us up to date. Darren was laid off the week we had Jake and has been looking for work ever since. He works part time at the surf shop, Icons of Surf, to bring in extra income. He is actually in Kawaii right now on a surf trip with the owners and employees of the shop. He has two interview set up for when he returns home this next week. I feel like it was a special blessing that he has not been working because he has been such an incredible husband and father and has made the world of difference with me bringing home our third child. The help that he has given me with the twins is priceless and I will forever be grateful for the time he gave me to adjust to having three children.
That is all for now- all three are crying and tugging at me- ahh, the life of being a mommy.
