tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753123063295715912024-03-19T15:38:20.035-07:00Starring SluggerWe were blessed with three beautiful girls in July. Born far too early and tinier than we knew possible, Rory and Allison left us far too soon. Here's the journey of our family as we cling to the hope of finally bringing Slugger home.keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-87617700400653077242015-04-21T21:21:00.001-07:002015-04-23T16:33:39.563-07:00March for Babies- Why We WalkPlease visit my March of Dimes page <a href="https://www.marchforbabies.org/march/personal_page.asp?pp=3742060&ct=4&w=7325447&u=For_our_girls&bt=15&fb_ref=Default" target="_blank">here</a>!<br />
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If you haven't participated in the March of Dimes "March for Babies" then you might not know what a huge event it is. The first year Scott's brother joined us, he expressed surprise "there's so many people." It really is huge and an eye opener to how many people are connected to premature birth. There's the huge crowd of preemie survivors and their families. Cute babies in their strollers, young teenagers gabbing with friends, and the survivors in-between, sometimes hoisted on their dad's shoulder for the long walk through Waikiki. <br />
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<span style="text-align: start;"> Family members proudly wearing shirts with birth stats emblazoned across them. Numbers that any NICU parent knows so well, you know how much they defined your child's birth, numbers that indicated your child's chance of survival.</span></div>
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Two notable factors in a baby's survival, their age and weight. So, as a preemie's parent, you know that everything is measured in weeks and days...and every little bit counts.<br />
Babies are typically born between 38-42 weeks gestation. Your due date falls on 40 weeks. <br />
Survival rates for premature birth:<br />
26 weeks: About 75% survival rate<br />
25 weeks: 55-70%<br />
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You see numbers and you have an idea of how long their hospital stay, how many complications and blood transfusions their little bodies had to endure. And you know the odds, so you know why the word "miracle" is used so often.<br />
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The other faces in the crowd show the other side of premature birth, the loss. There are those wearing shirts with angel wings around the names.<br />
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These families and friends are walking with the same joy and pride, but those angel wings tell you there's an empty spot in their midst and in their hearts. You'll also the see the friends rallying to support them. Check out the Tam family and their Team Arianna and Brianna, amazing!<br />
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Well, if you know us (and since you're reading this, you probably do), then you're connected to both sides of prematurity. The miracle and the loss.<br />
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I know we tend to talk more about our successes and survival, but, personally, the biggest need that makes this walk so important to me is losing Allison and Rory. Allison, our scrappy 1 lb 12 oz, seemed to be doing so well, but developed NEC, a condition primarily seen only in preemies. It is the second leading cause of death in premature babies. I don't talk too much about it because no matter how I try to word it, it gets sad, it gets dark, it gets raw. And it's hard to see those words in front of me. But know that I believe in this walk because I have an ever present need to have good things happen in their honor. It will never ever make up for everything we lost, but I can't stop trying to tip the scale. Actually, if everyone could just make a commitment to creating, saying, and doing more good in the world period, I'd really love that too=)<br />
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What we do have an easier time talking about is the blessing we did get to bring home.<br />
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Meet our<br />
26 week 1 day (and at that early an age, every day means something)<br />
2 pound 4 oz<br />
survivor. <br />
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She is amazing! I used to say that we gave her 3x the hugs and 3x the kisses because we had all this love to give. And somehow she manages to give us more love and joy. She is 4 years old, just about to turn five this July. <br />
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She has new numbers now<br />
4 years old<br />
42 inches tall<br />
Hovering around 33-34 pounds<br />
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I'll write our yearly Slugger update this week, so stay tuned for that!<br />
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Besides a sensitive immune system, we've got a pretty good ER routine down thanks to her biannual visits to the ER (Slugger=6 or 7, little sister Sunny=0), she's healthy and happy. I'm so thankful to the research, the medicine, the doctors, the social workers, the amazing nurse practitioners and RNs who took care of our girls and took care of us. The best thing we can think of to say thanks is to pay it forward and continue to strive for more research and support for other families who are just starting their NICU journey now. <br />
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Thank you for your donations. But, more importantly, thank you for being our support every step and every day.<br />
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<br />keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-90737723874622442312014-04-10T21:24:00.003-07:002014-04-11T12:04:18.331-07:00Slugger is 3 and Half!! [March of Dime 2014 coming up!]<b style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Age: </b><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">3 and 1/2 years <i>(or 1,352 days and counting)</i></span><br />
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<b>Weight: </b> 28-31 lb (<i>she was at 31 for her last check-up but dropped a few pounds after being sick)</i></div>
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<b>Big Events of the past year:</b> Loving preschool! 2 ER trips <i>(oh, this girl</i>), first trip to Disneyland, performing in preschool plays, starting to sleep over at Nana and Papa's house like a big girl (<i>she's about 2 steps away from taking over Aunty Sara's room=)</i></div>
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It's that time of the year where we ready ourselves to walk in the March of Dimes (Keao's fundraising <a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/for_our_girls" target="_blank">page</a> and Scott's fundraising <a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/for_daddys_girls" target="_blank">page</a>) and we check in with you to let you know how our little star is going. So here we go!</div>
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Well, little Miss Slugger is 1,352 days old. Earlier today, I wrote some thoughts about our family this past year in a separate post <a href="http://heheardmycall.blogspot.com/2014/04/count-your-life-in-days.html" target="_blank">here</a>, but I like to keep Slugger's updates fun…well, because that is Slugger. Both our girls have had attachments to stuffed animals but I've noticed some key differences that reflect their personalities. Sunny has 4 stuffed animals/dolls. She carries them everywhere, with a baby blanket. She pretends to feed them, she hugs them and pats their backs and puts them down for "nai nai." She's the mama and they are her babies. Some of them (like Elmo and Minnie Mouse) used to be Slugger's and she also used to carry them around everywhere. But they weren't her babies, they were her pals…her friends. Sunny is our little mama, and Slugger is our entertainer, the life of the party. She's a little socialite who loves people and doesn't mind a little attention every now and again=)</div>
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So, one of the big milestones is that she started preschool at Pali View Baptist. I never thought we would consider preschool. Hey, I never went to preschool and I did just fine. I didn't want to rush school and I wanted to let her enjoy the freedom of childhood. So August came and preschools everywhere started and something happened that we never really thought about. Slugger didn't start preschool. But all her friends did! Which left our little social butterfly home alone (albeit with her baby sister and ultra-cool parents) or at daycare with…babies. We really missed the social aspect of preschool and decided that it would be a better fit for Slugger in particular. So, we finally enrolled her, even if a few months late. But we were fortunate to find an opening at Pali View Baptist. It is close to our house, right on my way to work, and when we went to visit, we fell in love. Turns out we knew the Preschool Director and Slugger's teacher went to high school with Scott. We are so thrilled with Slugger's preschool. Every day, the names of her "<i>bess fren</i>" change and we seem to have circled through her entire class several times. Apparently, she's <i>bess frens</i> with everyone between the ages of 2 and 7 in Kaneohe.</div>
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And Kaiser is so good. They just schedule appointments with specialists and so we just show up when we get the appointment card. She had a visit with an eye doctor and at the end, the doctor turned and said "great news, looks like everything checks out perfectly." We asked if we would be back in a few years with Sunny and she said "oh, no, this is just for Slugger because of her prematurity, this isn't a typical appointment for 3 year olds." Oh. Awesome, we didn't know. But, yeah!! Yet another check off the preemie list! We didn't know this one was on the list so maybe there's some other checkpoints down the line, but I feel like we've almost fully closed that door.</div>
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Of course, she's our ER queen. Not a year goes by with one or two ER visits. I stay up late editing photos while the family sleeps and I always do a last minute walk through and check on the girls before I call it a night. One night, I was standing in the doorway watching the girls sleep and it just seemed like Casey was breathing a bit too fast. Mommy paranoia sets in and I turn the light on and spend the next hour alternating between watching her chest and torso and googling. Finally, I wake up Scott and we took her in to the ER. It's sad to say but it's such a relief when the doctors see what you're seeing. So I'm not a crazy person who over thinks everything? I don't know why I struggle with guilt whenever I take the girls to the doctor or ER. Every ER visit we have had, the nurses and doctors have been so kind and reassuring and never question why we are there. They always say "better to be safe." And so far, every visit has been warranted. Although she was alert and attentive, her chest retractions were showing that she was working harder than usual to breathe. The doc told us that this was not asthma, just asthma-like episodes most likely a result of her past respiratory problems. Preemie life rears it's head again.</div>
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Slugger brings us so much joy. She has such a big heart and feels things so deeply. She's twirling in the store just because walking brings her joy. But it also means that she bursts into tears over the horror of being denied a snack. </div>
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And she's such a character. The world is a stage and we're in the middle of a musical…a musical that mainly plays the same two Frozen songs over and over again. She sings and dances non-stop…although dancing is compounded by her sometimes lack of grace and foot coordination=) Lately, she's started to act out scenes from movies. Last night, she put on oven mitts and acted out the Queen Elsa's coronation scene from Frozen…over and over again. Just a 30 second scene, but she kept acting it over over and over again, never breaking form. Sometimes she says she's going to do something and I freak out and she stops me "I'm just pretending, mommy."</div>
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Just recently, she underwent her own little rebranding and transformation. Well, you can just see for yourself!</div>
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<b><span style="color: #535353; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.0pt;">Our Family</span></b><span style="color: #535353; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #535353; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.0pt;">It's been an….hmmm, "interesting" would probably be
the most positive way to spin it…interesting year. One of the biggest
milestone in our family lives occurred just 2 days after Scott turned 37 when
Scott was unexpectedly let go from his position with the church. We knew
they were suffering financial difficulties but frankly, it was still a
shock. I remember telling one of my
friends and trying to downplay it, I told her “it’s okay. It’s just a job.” And she said “but it’s not just a job, it’s
much more than that.” She pretty much hit the nail on the head. It wasn’t just a job, it was our life. So, now we find ourselves in a new season, a
season of adjustment. New routines, new
patterns, shifting circles, shifting support systems, a whole other new and
strange life that we’re learning to live in.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #535353; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.0pt;">Scott has been a stay-at-home dad (and an amazing one at that)
while hitting the pavement and applying for every job we see open, taking night classes
and certification classes. I continue to
work at UH and God has been blessing my photography business which is keeping
me busy on the weekends and has made for many late nights. Through this season, we have focused on
family time, even seeing this as an opportunity, a blessing to be able to spend
more time together and with the girls.
In a few years, Taylor will be in preschool and we wouldn’t be able to
spend entire days in her company. What a
gift this was for Scott to share this time with our little one during an age
where she’s truly developing into a little person. This season won’t last forever so we are
cherishing this time with both our girls.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #535353; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.0pt;">The triplets changed the way I see life in so many ways. We had some warning that we might lose Rory
when they sent us to a specialist after our 20 week ultrasound. We cried, and prayed, hoped, and cried, and
prayed up until her birth. But with
Allie, there was no warning. She was
doing so amazing. It was Casey that the
doctors were worried about. She was the
sick one that gave us concern while Allie seemed to be thriving and
sprouting. And then it happened in a
flash, within 24 hours, she was gone. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #535353; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.0pt;">19 days. 19 days was all
we had with her. When the girls were
first born and we looked at the long hospital stay stretched ahead of us, the
mom of the baby next to us gave me advice.
She assured me that it was okay if I couldn’t visit every day. She had other children, she even had to go
back to work so she could save her leave for when her son came home. It sounded right, it sounded wise. But I never did it, and I am forever grateful
that I didn’t. Because I didn’t have a
lifetime with Allie. Well, I did...but
who knew a lifetime could be just 19 days. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #535353; font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-size: 13pt;">Sometimes your life isn’t counted in decades. Sometime it’s not even counted in years. Sometimes it is just days. In my life since the girls were born, I now
count everything in days. Sadly, since our girls were born, some of our friends have experienced loss</span><span style="font-size: 17.5px;">…</span><span style="font-size: 13pt;">where days were not even an option for them. It's hard lesson that not all parents get to see their children grow up, get married and meet their beautiful grand-children. We're not promised that. We're not even promised tomorrow.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #535353; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.0pt;">Our bedtime routine with the girls is split. Scott carries Slugger to her bedroom when
it’s her bedtime and I carry Sunny when it is hers. I pray over Sunny and every day I pray thanks
over the day we had and replay some of the highlighs. And at the end, I think “man, today was a
good day.” Maybe there was a crisis at
work, or maybe I spent an hour scraping the melted cheese out of the oven from
when I accidentally flipped the pizza over…but all I remember is cuddles with
the girls watching Doc McStuffins or laughing while Sunny chases the hapless
baby chicks around the day. And every
day, I can firmly make that announcement…”today was a good day.” I count myself very blessed that I get to say
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This year's March for Babies was another beautiful sunny day in Waikiki. The walk begins at 7:30 am in Kapiolani Park and we started out fresh and energetic. But by the time we hit the turn-around point, the morning sun was blaring, all the babies were fed up with being in their strollers and we were soon a group of slightly sweaty, flushed walkers carrying adorable babies and pushing empty strollers=).<div>
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This is our third year walking the March for Babies and I think we're only now starting to get the hang of it. After showing up so late last year that no walkers were in sight and we had to make up our own impromptu race course, we were right on time. We were dressed from the oncoming heat despite the chill of the morning air and were actually there to be able to start with everyone else. We were joined by Scott's parents, Papa and Nana Lee, Scott's brother, Stanton, and our friends, Joy, John, and Jess (we seem to have a lot of friends with "J" names). And this was the first year for our friends, Tom and Grace, whose twins spend their first few weeks of life in the NICU as well. </div>
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We might have been a little vague in explaining the walk to them as they thought we were leisurely strolling around the park and so Tom walked the course from Kapiolani Park to Magic Island and back in his rubbah slippahs. What a good sport!</div>
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Even though we are no pros at this walk, I was still surprised at how emotional an experience it was. Many of you know our story so well, and I feel like we have the biggest support network in the world. We proudly wear our "Team Slugger" shirts designed, created, and printed by Roketo and the girls wear outfits, home-made by yours truly, tired-stays-up-all-night-with-iron-on-designs mama. But I found myself walking in a sea of walkers with shirts that told their own stories of heartbreak and survival. I couldn't help but cry, both in sorry and in joy as I saw families celebrating their miracles. Children that started off weighing just a pound or two...now healthy toddlers, if-not a little hot and grouchy riding in their strollers. Miracles. This was the word that came to mind. There's no other word it. Their little frames amazingly strong, they were survivors.</div>
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I smiled at a little boy riding on his dad's shoulder with proud mama just a few steps back. We struck up a conversation, exchanging birth weights and days spent in the hospital sitting by an isolette. Smiling now...because this truly felt like a celebration...a parade past Waikiki tourists...waving and smiling with unfettered joy.</div>
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We were most impressed by this humongous crowd for Team Arianna and Team Brianna. They actually had a group stretch before the walk started and carried a huge banner. After the walk, I was able to find their <a href="http://ariannabrianna.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">website</a> and read Nicole's story of her twin girls and we even connected through email. </div>
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This was my brother-in-law's first year walking with us and the first thing he said when he saw the crowds was "wow, this is huge." It is...you wouldn't expect it to be. But it is amazing how many people have been affected by prematurity. Which is one of the reasons why we're so proud to have raised money for the March of Dimes.</div>
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keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-26401897277238116762013-03-28T05:25:00.003-07:002013-04-11T19:09:30.724-07:00Two and Half Years + March of Dimes Fundraising<b><u>Slugger at 2 1/2 years</u></b><br />
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<b>Age: </b> 2 years 8 months old</div>
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<b>Weight: </b>26 lb<b> </b><i>(still in the 25% percentile)</i></div>
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<b>Big Events: </b>X-Ray, CAT Scan, surgery, and 2nd trip to ER, first trip to zoo, first trip to Sea Life Park, first gig as a flower girl at Uncle John-John's wedding</div>
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<b>Milestones: </b>counting to 14, all letters (upper case and lower case), starting to hold real conversations, really embracing being a big sister</div>
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Every three months, Scott and I find ourselves saying "this is our favorite age." Then Slugger gets a little older and we decide "no, this is our favorite age." I wonder what age she'll be when we no longer hold that sentiment=)</div>
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Slowly but surely, I'm seeing her morph from a toddler into a little girl. Envisioning her going off to school was never something I could even imagine, and now I see the very real possibility.</div>
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We had a few scares which I'll explain. I'm always hesitant because the worry that this knowledge might someday hinder her, whether it be access to healthcare coverage or whatnot. That's one of the reasons why we use her nickname, but still, probably not perfect. But, I know, somewhere out there is a worried or a grieving mom who will stumble upon this blog and read it backwards and forwards, because that is what I did on many a tear-filled night...so I still hope we can share our story openly...for now.</div>
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When she was six months old, I noticed a bump on the top of her head. We took her to a specialist and he identified it as a cyst. He asked if she had to wear head gear in the NICU. We were so surprised that he thought to ask. He said it was common because that was one of the pressure points, it was just a harmless cyst and would most likely come and go. And it did disappear. But as she neared her second birthday, it felt like the bump was back. Just the cyst, I thought. Fortunately, her second year check-up came up quickly and I mentioned it off-handedly to the pediatrician. She felt the bump and said, no, this time it isn't a cyst, it feels different. She said it was probably nothing but scheduled us for an X-ray. X-ray showed a lesion on the bone and the doctors said, once again, probably nothing but we need more info to determine what it is...so we scheduled a CAT scan. That was a lot more scary because she had to be sedated. The scan still couldn't help them identify it but it did show something there. So, we opted for surgery to remove the lesion and have the bone tested for abnormalities.</div>
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I must say, after all this crazy girl has been through, I wasn't too worried. She always exhibits these strange and scary things but then amazes everyone with coming through with nothing wrong. Still, it was about that time that my cousin, just 31, died of brain cancer and we learned that 2 family members had brain tumors. So we scheduled her surgery as quickly as possible. Nothing but praises again, the surgery showed no growth, the bone test came back absolutely normal. We'll continue to monitor her, but she sailed through the whole experience with flying colors. She shocked us by having no after-effects from the big day...she was trying to do front rolls in our living room that night, stitches and all. That gave us heart-attacks. But she didn't seem to know she just had surgery.</div>
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We still have to do some follow-ups to keep monitoring...and she also has a follow-up with the cardiologist to see how her heart is doing. But beyond that, all of our expectations have been greatly exceeded. We still remember the sit-downs the NICU doctors and NPs had with us two and half years ago. She could experience delays at any time in any given skill or behavior. There could be some down the road. But as of now, we just haven't seen a single hint of it. She's a charming, sassy, brilliant little genius.</div>
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She picks up things so quickly. Thanks to shows like "Super Why" she knows the entire alphabet, upper case and lower case letters and recognizes numbers. She knows colors (pink and purple are her favorite) and shapes (I was surprised when she pointed to our light fixture and said "diamond"). One day, Scott told her she could have a cookie and she said "I want five." We were floored, thought she just got lucky. Except at breakfast, she ate all her favorite Vienna Sausage up so I gave her one more. She then told me "I want two." I put another one on her plate and she said "I want three." Bwwaaaahaa, this girl is going to be fun to watch!</div>
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She sings and dances constantly...she's not very graceful in the dance area yet. I think she's too heavily influenced by Yo Gabba Gabba so I can't really blame her. She loves the movie "Tangled" which she could watch every day, but she also asks to watch "Monster's, Inc" and "Shrek." </div>
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And how awesome is it to have a conversation with a toddler. Her favorite new question is "What you doing, mommy?" She tells us when things scare her and she always insists on looking at the moon first before going into the house when we come home at night.</div>
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She loves to take pictures. She knows where Scott keeps his digital point-and-shoot camera and she takes a billion pictures of just our living room. It's also cute that she's heavily influenced by Peppa Pig, because I hear her telling her subjects (like the TV or the toilet) "Ready...Steady...Go!" Her poor baby sister, Sunny. Slugger likes to take pictures of her up-close and personal, 3 inches from Sunny's face with the flash firing away.</div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Speaking of Sunny, they had a bit of a rough start. When we brought Sunny home, Slugger seemed to hope we would just forget about this new baby. She'd try to cover her with mounds of blankets and pillows...I guess, out of sight= out of mind. We couldn't ever leave the two alone together. Somewhere, Slugger just fell in love. She just loves her little sister. If I ever try to take just Slugger somewhere, she'll spend the ride howling for her baby sister. And no one can make baby Sunny smile the way her older sister can. I realize things might change, but I love this. I never realized how much a parent just hopes that their children love each other the way their parents love them. I hope they will be there for each other. Always.</span></div>
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I love that they look so different from each other. When Sunny was born, Scott and I both marveled at how much she resembled the twins. She still had her own look but I thought this wonderful gift gave us just a hint of what our twins might have looked like. But Sunny is not her sisters, she's her very own unique person. She's a whole different world. She brought a lot of healing into our family. She brought in a wealth of new experiences and memories to temper the bad we still carry with us. We returned to the very same hospital for her delivery. Actually, she was delivered in the very same operation room as her big sisters and Scott had to get dressed in the very same room where just 2 years before, he had to wait...scared and alone. As a precaution, they had a RT and a NICU nurse present (one of our NICU nurses from Slugger) and I started to freak out. It was like it was happening all over again...I started to sob hysterically and our nurse, Carey ran over and held my face and prayed until I felt peace and calm take over. And from that moment on, everything was new...and better. The next minute, Scott was by my side, cracking jokes and then Sunny was born. A perfect little princess with a full head of hair, a mellow, happy baby who is just thriving beautifully.<br />
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We still have our moments, when Slugger is snuggling with us on the couch, or twirling around singing like Princess Rapunzel, we wonder what that moment would be if her sisters were still here in our family. There are still moments alone when I let myself remember and cry. Life...living gets easier but remembering never does. <br />
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In a few weeks, our family will be doing our annual March of Dimes walk. Once again, Slugger will wear a shirt with the names of her two sisters...but now we are blessed with yet another little girl to celebrate what our amazing little 2 lb 4 oz 26 weeker has accomplished and survived...and to always remember two sisters we wish were here to spoil and hug and kiss and just watch grow up. But all in all, we are taking every day for what they are...blessings. We are blessed.<br />
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We are so blessed.<br />
<b style="text-align: left;">To help us reach our annual goal, please visit our fundraising page </b><a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/for_daddys_girls" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small; line-height: 15px; text-align: left;">www.marchforbabies.org/for_daddys_girls</a>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-35630187892135918952012-09-06T09:22:00.000-07:002012-09-06T09:46:19.031-07:00Slugger- 2 years old<br />
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<b><u>Slugger</u></b></div>
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<b>Age: </b> 2 years old (and a month)</div>
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<b>Weight: </b>25 lbs.</div>
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<b>Height: </b>~34" tall</div>
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<i>She is in the 25% for her age for weight and height.</i></div>
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<i><b>Schedule:</b></i></div>
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~8 am Wake up</div>
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She asks for milk right away which she drinks while watching "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse"</div>
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Breakfast time</div>
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Noon- 1.5-2 hr nap </div>
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2 pm Lunch</div>
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5 pm Snack or early dinner</div>
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7 pm Snack or second dinner</div>
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10 pm Bedtime</div>
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<b>Foods</b></div>
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She loves scrambled eggs (fresh from our two egg-laying chickens, no salt or pepper), turkey bacon. She takes after daddy in that she loves meat, sausage, bacon, kalua pig. You have to give her the turkey bacon at the end of breakfast or she'll only eat that and nothing else. She has started to eat cereal and milk out of a bowl with a spoon.</div>
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She loves apples and grapes but I think apples are her favorite. Still true to her first loves of broccoli and zucchini. And sadly, she recognizes the drive-thru of McDonalds and we hear "ies....ies....ies" from the backseat as she asks sweetly for french fries.</div>
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She's a horribly picky eater (just like her mom). We struggle to find things...she'll try most things but she just won't eat most of it. She'll eat a few bites and then proclaim she's done. Whereas if you give her something you know she'll like, she'll eat four times as much. She's an avid snacker on goldfish crackers and veggie fries. We hope between that and broccoli, she gets enough nutrition in the day. She also seems to alternate meals. She'll eat well at one meal and then hardly anything at the next meal. She is going through a milk phase and asks for it throughout the day multiple times. Just water and milk for this girl.</div>
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It's awesome to reach a point where her comprehension is advancing. All we have to do is ask and she'll help us find the remote, or throw something away, or bring something to us. Her vocabulary is growing but it is still limited. However, that doesn't stop her from having full conversations with everyone and herself. Her favorite thing to to do is to call us by name</div>
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"Mommy?"</div>
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"Yes, Slugger."</div>
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"...<i>baby babble"</i></div>
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"Mommy"</div>
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"Yes, Slugger"</div>
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"<i>...baby babble."</i></div>
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And this might continue on for a while or so. Words she knows well</div>
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Mommy Daddy Nana Papa (Grandpa Pat) Stanton (uncle) John-John</div>
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Baaaa (Brad) cow moo hor-hee (horse) minnie ( for both mickey and minnie mouse)</div>
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il (milk) peash (please) moa (more) wawa (water) eeyore and elmo (bedtime stuffed animals)</div>
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Scah (Scott, which she likes to yell out)</div>
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She went through a phase where she sang "Old McDonald" constantly and thus that became the theme of her 2nd bday party. Now, I never hear her sing it...her new song is Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. She can't talk yet but she does the melody and sounds out the words and it's shockingly dead-on.</div>
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She also counts. You can tell by the intonation and the fact that she's pointing to things as she does it...but it doesn't become intelligible until she hits "eight...nine...ten." She can't count one...two...three. But she knows 8-9-10. Scott is trying to teach her 7...and we figure we'll work backwards from there.</div>
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She loves to sing. She sings to herself (all babble and self-composed melodies) in the bathtub or when she's playing by herself. We have a napkin holder at the table and it has a metal rod with a bulbous end...it becomes her meal-time microphone that she likes to use.</div>
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<b>Milestones</b></div>
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-walks great</div>
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-runs</div>
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-can finally jump and get both feet to momentarily lose contact with the ground</div>
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-walks down the two stairs in our house without using a railing (scares us sometimes)</div>
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-climbs on everything</div>
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-can do a front roll (Uncle Ted helped teach her that)</div>
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-can draw amazingly well, loves to make circles and swirls</div>
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-just started putting two words together "moa peash" (more please)</div>
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-knows the parts of her body</div>
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-has fallen in love with pretending to cry or pretending to sleep</div>
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At 18 months, she was all about toys that made noise, music, or talked. Now, she's obsessed with puzzles and books. She has two books that she has to find things and those are her favorites. "Where is this _______?" She loves to draw. We allow her to draw on herself. Paper and her legs...okay. Walls and furniture, not okay.</div>
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And she discovered the act of pretending. At the end of every car ride, as soon as the car stops, she pretends to sleep. She's actually got quite convincing that sometimes I think she's actually asleep. She won't break character either as she helps you get her out of the carseat all with her eyes close. She loves when we make a big fuss</div>
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<i>"Oh, shhhhh, everyone, Slugger is asleep."</i></div>
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She starts to smile with her eyes still closed.</div>
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But if you bring up the idea of actual sleep...</div>
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She'll emphatically shake her head or say clearly "no," still keeping her eyes closed and the pretense going strong. Then she loves "waking up" and we make a big fuss out of greeting her.</div>
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She's gotten a lot more affectionate. She also watches more shows so she's happy to climb up on the couch and cuddle with you while she watches her shows. We didn't realize she had so many favorite TV shows but she does watch them at her grandparents and babysitter's house. It's not until she excitedly yelled out "Digo" while we were flipping through Netflix that we learned that she loves "Diego" and "Dora." "Super Why" and "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse" area also now permanently on our TiVo. Still, her ultimate favorite and one that she starts going crazy as soon as it starts playing, Yo Gabba Gabba. I can't stand that show so we rarely let her watch it at home...when she was sick, we let her have a marathon of YGG.</div>
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She hugs and kisses good-bye and has gotten really comfortable with the friends in our lives. She wants to be anywhere but home. She recognizes when one of us is putting on "outside clothes" and runs to the door. She'll break down crying when someone leaves without her. She's also become daddy's girl. In my last trimester, I had a rough time so daddy and Slugger spent a lot of quality time together. She still loves me but I do get jealous sometimes=) I miss when she clearly favored me=)</div>
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We seriously love this age. She's just adorable and fun. She's quick to cry but quicker to laugh. And now she's going to be a big sister. Literally any day now. Which is why I'm trying to quickly bang out this blog. Part of my nesting routine was I put some serious headwork into her baby book and realized how valuable this blog was in looking up important milestones.</div>
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2 years and 1 month. How amazing!!!</div>
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<b>At the end of May, she visited her cousins on the Big Island and went</b></div>
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<b>to her second rodeo. I was nervous she would be terrified of cows and horses</b></div>
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<b>up-close and personal but it was the opposite. I had to run after her to keep her</b></div>
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<b>She met her newest cousin, Anaiah, and got to play with her</b></div>
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<b>favorite buddy, Zylin. She's seen him just three times in her </b></div>
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<b>entire 2 year life but they have a closeness already. She follows him around</b></div>
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<b>and laughs at EVERYTHING he does.</b></div>
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<br />keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-54634671341184710742012-03-30T14:10:00.003-07:002012-03-30T14:10:20.026-07:00March of Dimes 2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's that time of the year where we take the opportunity to ask our amazing support team of friends and family to join us in supporting the March of Dimes. 2010 was a rough year but we've come so far since then and we don't want to forget the people and the medical efforts and tools that has helped Slugger get to be where she is at now. We spent 81 hard days in the NICU, some of those days were and are still the worst days in my life, but I can't even express how much worse it would have been if Slugger wasn't here with us today. March of Dimes sole purpose is to provide support and funding for research that has bettered the lives of premature babies and their families.<br />
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In 2011, Team Slugger was represented by members walking the March of Dimes Walk both here and in New York. And we're doing it again this year!!! <br />
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March of Dimes<br />
April 22, 2012<br />
Walk Distance: 5 miles<br />
-starts at Kapiolani Park at 7:30 am<br />
<br />Please check out our fundraising pages and you can help us reach our goal. But please don't feel pressured to give!! Scott and I always talk about how there are just so many great causes, this is just one that hits home for us. It's a way for us to show our gratitude and thanks just by showing up! And we love the reminder of what a great group we have by our side. If you want to show your support by joining us for the walk, you can choose to register or just show up to encourage us by walking 5 miles with us.<br />
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<a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/For_our_girls">Keao's March of Dimes Page</a><br />
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Allison "Astro"<br />
26 weeks 1 day gestation<br />
Birth Weight: 1 lb 12 oz<br />
Jul 28-Aug 16 (complications due to NEC, an infection common most amongst preemies)<br />
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Rory "Gizmo"<br />
26 weeks 1 day gestation<br />
Birth Weight: 2 lb 4 oz<br />
Jul 28-Jul 28 (aortic atresia)<br />
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"Slugger"<br />
26 weeks 1 day gestation<br />
Birth Weight 2 lb 4 oz<br />
Walking strong at 20 months old!!!<br />
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<br />keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-92178634810954799822012-03-30T13:28:00.001-07:002012-03-30T13:28:40.707-07:0020 months No need to adjust anymore!<br />
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<strong>Real Age: </strong>20 months (a little over a year and half)</div>
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<strong>Weight: </strong>23 lbs</div>
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<strong>Height:</strong> darn, I have to find her stats from her 18 month checkup</div>
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<strong>Schedule:</strong></div>
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7:30-8:30 Wake up (she squeals when we walk in the room and rolls around in her crib with her Eeyore)</div>
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11:30-12:30 Naptime (1.5-2 hrs long)</div>
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Playtime, meals, bathtime</div>
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9-10 pm Bedtime</div>
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Won't eat: still won't eat pureed or mushy things. Tried applesauce again last week and she spit it out. Other than that, she'll eat most things, just not as much when compared to her favorite foods</div>
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<strong>Milestones:</strong></div>
All her teeth finally seem to be growing in...at one time. She had two teeth and only two teeth for almost a year and then her two top teeth finally came in. I kid you not, two weeks later, Uncle Ted was playing monster with her and she lunged on to a stair and hit her brand-new top tooth. We had to take her the ER, she was gushing so much blood and her tooth actually was pushed back into her gums. It was pushed back ninety degrees and impacted her gums. I was sure they were going to have to pull it...ah, she just got it!! It was disgusting...but by the time we were admitted, she had calmed down and they just sent us to a dentist. A dentist who did nothing...said that until they're two, baby teeth don't even have real roots and just held in by tendons so they move easily. He predicted the tooth will just straighten out on it's own. And it has been incredible how it started to descend and is straightening out. Now she's got teeth all over, molars and all.<br />
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She's a walking, running, and climbing machine. She loves to climb on the couches and chairs and sit like an adult. She gets this smug little smile on her face when she's sitting on the couch. Last night, she pulled out a dining table chair and climbed up. Uh-oh, how do people stop kids from climbing on tables?<br />
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Physically, she's a little athlete. She has one ball that she used to play with a long time ago. One day, she just started throwing it at us...good throws. Scott and I were surprised since we never really taught her how to throw. Maybe her babysitter holds softbal practice with the kids.<br />
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Verbally, she's a little behind some kids but ahead of some other kids. We've stopped adjusting her age since she's really just like any other year and half toddlers out there, just on the smaller end (25th percentile for weight and height). She's caught up. And her verbal is picking up. Some of the words she can say...<br />
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-dadddy -mama, mommy, mom -dampa (grandpa) -nana<br />
-jaja (johnjohn) -baba -bahl (ball) -Charlie -doggie -duckie<br />
-zylin -andy (auntie)<br />
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Most of these words, she says umprompted, some of them she knows what they are...but does better when she repeats it right after you say it. She also loves to sing her own compositions to herself...they sound like "do di do di." Last night, I swear she was singing the "oy yoy oy" part in the reggae hit "Buffalo Soldiers."<br />
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<strong>Big Events:</strong><br />
-a fever (102) that did NOT result in a febrile seizure or trip to the ER!!<br />
- a visit from her Big Island cousin, Zylin<br />
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My brother and his family were able to come up to Oahu for a weekend. My nephew Zylin is just 3 weeks older than Slugger but a head taller and 6 lb heavier. He's also super verbal...he can ask questions and talk your ear off. They loved each other. They would just sit next to each other and babble baby talk to each other. Zylin loved to bear hug her..unfortunately, because of their height difference...his bear hug looked very similar to a choke-hold. But Slugger just stood very still and let herself be hugged. One morning, Slugger was at Scott's parents and Zylin just kept wandering the house in search for her asking everyone "Where's shasey?" <br />
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Zylin had an amazing effect on Slugger's talking. Before that, we would try to say words to her but she would just stare at us in silence. She knew we wanted her to repeat the word but she took pleasure in NOT saying anything. Suddenly, she was trying to form words, she even learned to say Zylin. It was so completely sad when my brother guys had to go back to the Big Island. Slugger just cried and cried in the car (the video is so sad).<br />
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We are so excited to take her to the BI in May where she can see Zylin and her newest cousin, Anaiah!<br />
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Here she is in her sweet Valentine's Dress (a Christmas gift from Aunty Joy)!</div>
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<strong><u>Slugger</u></strong><br />
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<strong>Real age: </strong>16 months<br />
<strong>Adj. age:</strong> 13 months<br />
<strong>Weight: </strong>21 lb. 2 oz.<br />
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<strong>Milestones: </strong>She's a walking machine!!! No longer wants baby food or purees, everything has to have substance or chewability. Holds and can drink from a sippee cup. Waves bye-bye and almost blows kisses (she brings her hand to her mouth and then forgets the rest). Can scribble on paper with a pen or crayong (we had no idea she knew how until the Easter Seals therapist was testing her skills). Oops. Starting to point when looking at a book instead of just flipping pages rapid-fire style. Gives kisses when asked (heart melting). Has developed three distinct dance moves (the head toss, the arm swing, and the knee-bending bop). She loves all her toys that plays songs. She'll press the buttons and then dance away.<br />
<br /><strong>Schedule</strong>: Still sleeping 10 pm to 8 am. Still taking two naps but they're shortening slightly in length and are not as consistent. Usually one around 11 am for 1.5 hours and one aruond 4 for 1.5-2 hrs).<br />
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<strong>Diet and Nutrition</strong>: We switched to cow milk without any problem. She definitely needs solid food as she can eat a whole meal and then tank 6 oz. of milk. We struggle to find foods that she wants to eat as she is starting to get picky. Even her favorites, she'll eagerly eat four or five bites and then she doesn't want it anymore. Like tofu and yogurt. Food that she will never get tired of: eggs (scrambled with no salt), breads (any kind), broccoli, cauliflower, zuchinni, rice, chicken. Peanut butter. cheerios. She looks like she's chewing but we suspect she's really just swallowing the small pieces whole. She only has two teeth. She still has a disgusting habit of eating anything off the ground, she especially loves hair. Man, the pressure to have clean floors.<br />
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<strong>Huge events: </strong>She started taking just a few steps every now and then but didn't really do much. Seemed perfectly happy to just crawl. We had family over the first weekend of November and it was a huge, crazy week. As soon as everyone left, it was like she was just waiting for things to calm down. That night, she just walked across the living room. It clicked and she just started walking back and forth. The next night, she was walking and turning and then walking back.<br />
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She also got her first haircut. Her bangs were getting so long and she learned to take out her hairbands which she would promptly toss in her mouth as a snack.<br />
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And after a pretty great year, she had a really rough week right after Thanksgiving. She was playing and go to close to a hibachi that had been used early. She burned her hands pretty bad. At first, she was in a lot of pain and it was just horrible for everyone to see. Thankfully, she fell asleep and when she woke up, she wasn't bothered at all. Unfortunately, her hands had blistered so we had to wrap her hands to protect them while they healed. She's been quite amicable, adapting well to her club hand. Then, she got very sick and developed a fever that just wouldn't go down. We're nervous parents who are constantly in touch with medical professionals so we know all the warning signs to look for and what they could mean. Nothing except the fever but it just wouldn't go down even with medicine. But then one night, her fever sailed up to 105 and we found ourselves racing to the ER. Her first visit to the hospital. She had to undergo numerous blood tests and X-ray and her tears made everyone sad. But she cheered right up, happily trying to lick her oxygen mask. All the nurses kept stopping by, completely charmed by her. As we walked out after a long sleepless night, she happily waved by to everyone in the ER. <br />
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We're so relieved that she survived everything and her little body is healing well. She's such a trouper although she has become way more whiny. I'm really hoping it is just because she sick. And I'm thankful for every day that we get to hug her and love her, all she has to do is flash her gummy smile and the sun just shines.<br />
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An update wouldn't be complete without pics. Here's pictures from her first hair cut and a photo of her bandaged hand, the "club."<br />
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<br />keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-64844684936319361512011-12-04T04:18:00.001-08:002011-12-04T04:35:38.782-08:0013 Months Couch walking already!!<strong><u>Slugger</u></strong><br />
<br /><strong>Real Age: </strong>13 months<br />
<strong>Adj. Age: </strong>10 months<br />
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<strong>Milestones: </strong>Holds on to things and slowly cruises along. Still only two teeth on the bottom. No new words besides Dada and barking "woo woo" when she hears Charlie barking.<br />
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I'm writing this 3 months after the fact. Ack, I can't remember what she just started learning at that phase. Bad bad mommy. August was a big month for us. I started a new job that allows me to be home at night and on weekends, but it also meant that we had to find a babysitter a few days a week. What a stressful journey that was. I never realized how much timing plays into things as most of the home daycares just didn't have openings. We did manage to find a few qualified places but really lucked out when the mom of one of Slugger's friends said she was thinking about starting babysitting to supplement their house income. What a relief that was. We loved the mom, she's sweet and she's British. Scott jokingly requested that she sing Mary Poppins songs to Slugger everyday. We half-hoped Slugger would develop a British accent as well.<br />
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Slugger loved it there but as it worked out, another babysitter whom came highly recommended had an opening and our current babysitter found out she was...expecting her second baby!!! It truly felt like God was helping ease us through transitions and finding Slugger the perfect place. Slugger goes to her current sitter only a couple times a week but she LOVES it. She LOVES the other kids there. It's such a comfort to my heart when I pick her up to see that's she happy. We've been putting her in the church nursery and she can't wait to play with the other babies. Last week, we kept her out because she was sick and we didn't want the other babies to get sick. Slugger cried when we just walked by the nursery without leaving her there.<br />
<br />I'm going to post her 16 month update already but I wanted to share these photos that we took on the beach while Daddy was performing a wedding nearby.<br />
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Search the internet and you find forums and letters from other parents who have lost multiples asking how to deal with birthdays. It does bring comfort to see other people have struggled with some of the emotions we are still trying to figure out.<br /><br />Guilt. I think every new parent struggles with guilt. There are those moments when I’m hugging Slugger and my heart is filled with such love and such joy and I remember how long we waited and how much we hungered to start a family. And then my heart aches that my twins will feel like they’re not utterly and completely missed. I can’t explain how hard it is when you feel guilt over being happy and feel guilt for being sad. I can’t shake the feeling that I’m failing one or more of my daughters no matter how I feel.<br /><br />As much as we’ve been yearning for this day, we have been dreading it even more. It’s a reminder that it would have been Allie’s and Rory’s 1st birthday. And this is one of the many huge milestones and events in their lives that we will not be able to share with them. We have so much to be thankful for. It has been a wonderful year full of blessings. But this first birthday will be a hard one. We had decided long ago to celebrate Slugger’s first birthday closer to her due date…so she’ll be more like a real 1 year old…with cake and all. We don’t know how we’ll feel on the girls’ actual birthday so we’re playing it by ear. And we’re giving ourselves space and grace to play it that way. We’re allowing ourselves the opportunity to grieve if that is where our hearts are…or to enjoy it for the beautiful summer day it is.<br /><br />We’re going to honor the fact that today is Allie’s and Rory’s birthday. We won’t ever get to celebrate a birthday with them. We can’t scoop them up in our arms and kiss their cheeks. No cake smash photo sessions. No matching paper hats. We’re going to write cards to them to tell them how much their parents and their sister love and miss them. And we took time off (or tried to) to spend time with Slugger and each other.<br /><br />And let’s not forget Slugger!!! We’ll be celebrating Slugger’s birthday in the fall, just for this year. So, please, no gifts for our little Slugster. She’s super blessed with more than she can play with. Seriously, she loves other babies so bring over some friends for her and maybe some of those toys can get some action. If you really want to give us a gift, do something kind today in honor of our two oldest girls. Out of something so painful, it would be amazing to see good things grow. Hold open a door for a stranger. Smile at that obnoxious coworker. Talk to that woman on the corner you’ve passed on the way to work every day for months. And if you find the opportunity to make a positive change…no matter, how small, do it!!! How awesome would that be to know that our girls helped inspire a little act of kindness. It would really be a ray of light in our world. So shine on!!!<br /><br />Happy birthday to all my precious girls! To my angels, Allie, and, Rory, we were so blessed to have you even for just a short time. And to our Slugger, you are such an amazing child and you have filled our home with mess and laughter (both of which I couldn’t live without now). I love you!!!</div></div></p><br />keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-28590831204129187472011-07-28T03:22:00.001-07:002011-07-31T03:18:27.425-07:00Slugger 1 Year Birthday!!!<div><div><strong><u>Slugger:</u></strong></div><div><strong><u></u></strong> </div><div><strong><em>Real Age</em>: </strong><em>1 year old </em></div><div><em><strong>Adj. Aige:</strong> almost 9 months old</em></div><div><em><strong>Weight: </strong>~18.2 pounds</em></div><div><em><strong>Height: </strong>~28 inches</em></div><div><em></em> </div><br /><br /><div><strong><em>Milestones:</em></strong></div><br /><br /><div><em>-can transfer object from one hand to other hand</em></div><div><em>-LOVES to stare in a mirror. So thankfully we don't have many full-length mirrors because she would be glued to it for hours</em></div><div><em>-can crawl and move to sitting easily</em></div><div><em>-pulls up to standing and "couch walks"</em></div><div><em>-can pull herself up on crib rail </em></div><div><em>-loves climbing stairs (but still tries to go down them headfirst)</em></div><div><em>-responds to her name</em></div><div><em>-will "fake laugh" if she's in a room with other people laughing and she feels left out</em></div><div><em>-pushes things away (like bottles and spoons) if she doesn't want them</em></div><div><em>-her first tooth has appeared-bottom front and center</em></div><div><em>-stranger anxiety has begun, only wants mommy and daddy...mainly mommy</em></div><div><em>-teething=crying and whining</em></div><div><em></em> </div><br /><br /><div>Welcome to the teething era!!! Man, she has become a completely different child out of nowhere. I'm not going to lie, it's tough. Our usual mellow, sweet child is now grouchy and whining at the drop of the hat. It's so hard to know when she's in discomfort and not being able to take it completely away. We've tried all sorts of tricks but her favorite teether is my old license and credit card that she found. Now they're permanently in her toy bin.</div><div> </div><div>Her favorite new "trick" is to make a clicking sound with her tongue against the roof of her mouth. Oh, she cracks herself up. Scott has this hare-brained idea that she's imitating the sound we make when we give her lots of smooches. Personally, I think it's wishful thinking but it does make it really sweet when she starts clicking away and we tell people "she's giving you kisses." She seems to know and has perfect timing, I almost start to believe. </div><div><br /><br /></div><div>She inherited some toys from her friends, HB and LP. One of the toys is this globe that sings the alphabet song when Slugger spins it. She was spinning it and the recorded vocie sang "h-i-j-k" and I swear that Slugger sang something that sounded exactly like "lllmmmmoooh." My jaw dropped. Was this pure coincidence or is she a complete genius and I should plan on her college graduation party being when she hits ten? I kept watching her but she never did it again but my fingers are crossed.</div><div> </div><br /><br /><div>She's "couch cruising" and is still shaky on the legs but she has gotten a lot better and started to experiment with taking one hand or both hands off the couch.</div><div> </div><div>She's become very attached to me...which I've been waiting for. But now, that it is here, it does make life much harder. She wants to be carried or held...by me. Honestly, I'm not sure why. I hug and love on her...but so does everyone else in her life...so I haven't figured out my appeal yet. But, I hug her harder when she clings to me and I'm enjoying this attachment for now because she might have slightly different feelings to me in about 15 years=)</div><div> </div><div><em><strong>[Uncle Steve was being a pain and kept throwing this cap over her head. But she could take it off]</strong></em></div><div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635066475917642866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjifH8kW1-nDKUXV2Ch0DjPAKJ6b-i5FQiihWe3QBJPQ_Scwovt6xf1dsO2pety_S3GLqPRIqzh5VzwOsmJAzeAbhV6HXlHTsepeBNuudYJD-vAPMlO_0QTEou4ZGmX0vDNEQZXwM_Huk8t/s400/11+1st+Birthday.jpg" /><div><strong><em>[This is the first time I saw this happen. I put her down for her nap and was looking through a closet when I heard laughing and turned around to see this cute face staring at me.]</em></strong></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6WaTWEpjh35wxMxDS876hRlCopsckrv-AMFMPFkMkkcbJ_7y_mUKXHOFa1afiHEl9m2d4Rl-NtovWCl6VUa9Gn088RZKN_D7hrvu-S4q54dpjcEWEln6gsLagINBJ9Hfgs2bi122n_nac/s1600/12+1st+Birthday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635066470599218066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6WaTWEpjh35wxMxDS876hRlCopsckrv-AMFMPFkMkkcbJ_7y_mUKXHOFa1afiHEl9m2d4Rl-NtovWCl6VUa9Gn088RZKN_D7hrvu-S4q54dpjcEWEln6gsLagINBJ9Hfgs2bi122n_nac/s400/12+1st+Birthday.jpg" /></a>[<em><strong>I laugh every time I look at this screen shot of the baby video monitor. She and her nap buddy, Elmo, really are two peas in the pod]</strong></em><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlEG4tuJ4M8jrB3exjGoT0A0a1M9WA8r7BbwthgbCsxJaoEV8Jf-4YaxsqKmOA44Lh0ifoHU6HzCa3NGWHymA8U7wYqfXjcMg4BI7MBy4rbB-oc6M0FVVX9f4jzashGDMlcyAAE7oJ0GFr/s1600/13+1st+Birthday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635066468615450178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlEG4tuJ4M8jrB3exjGoT0A0a1M9WA8r7BbwthgbCsxJaoEV8Jf-4YaxsqKmOA44Lh0ifoHU6HzCa3NGWHymA8U7wYqfXjcMg4BI7MBy4rbB-oc6M0FVVX9f4jzashGDMlcyAAE7oJ0GFr/s400/13+1st+Birthday.jpg" /></a><strong><em>[Yah, it's picture time. The monkey is back!!]</em></strong><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Gj8kxhKzitsjxLL_OfcqelP9f9aEUGZoLgUv1LM1bRcuioHkXgGk4aryGNOB47SGpM5K6lilWWlH2mzvhyphenhyphen1FmRKvDVY1caQNSYSHbpy3BGAqFr3ATctsyUb3Ui-KgE2mj9hxUWdwDBn5/s1600/14+1st+Birthday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635066464992907570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Gj8kxhKzitsjxLL_OfcqelP9f9aEUGZoLgUv1LM1bRcuioHkXgGk4aryGNOB47SGpM5K6lilWWlH2mzvhyphenhyphen1FmRKvDVY1caQNSYSHbpy3BGAqFr3ATctsyUb3Ui-KgE2mj9hxUWdwDBn5/s400/14+1st+Birthday.jpg" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzYowFQb4VW35KtqS9hMeEW-JnL4B-VCbNmVenkFiqvs_WSrnKoyyMptnbw6V0HOuSwaItQ_UQs7WjXEpg9lvOZpDcxYVWXEdWxHAXB9S-fs21o3R9osygriOU8C5VPO0rhMBv77lW8yDm/s1600/15+1st+birthday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635065731382678370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2ornAS22k0K-54uKwhWbM43sHqQjDBG9jhHky65Vr7P5AtJvRfq0Ko7TQku6n4ZAq3apBDMU_mMWYo8UsxWkIKJcM1dzUWm5PV0Igp7JtXMOv12M5QfB0woSo1DNxjmWiuvtdgam7auaU/s400/19+1st+Birthday.jpg" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBufroVQFrde5P-17mdqPUWnKdZtg3YphMnXJWQEycF6np-cuigUNLIzddg1SgzwGmfUaLRmbzY_Y7co4JQ6sIbFh4VWEvS6Ro6TpCdhL_vSuFooTR4gbhrWghnl39mXR312vwZPiLq_M/s1600/20+1st+Birthday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635065731069121810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBufroVQFrde5P-17mdqPUWnKdZtg3YphMnXJWQEycF6np-cuigUNLIzddg1SgzwGmfUaLRmbzY_Y7co4JQ6sIbFh4VWEvS6Ro6TpCdhL_vSuFooTR4gbhrWghnl39mXR312vwZPiLq_M/s400/20+1st+Birthday.jpg" /></a>Want to see the first pictures she took with that monkey....travel back to <a href="http://heheardmycall.blogspot.com/2010/09/casey-turns-5-weeks-old.html">September</a> of last year!!<br /><div><div><br /><br /><iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/itO0wp8s_YQ?hl=en&fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-3629283874645151172011-06-19T03:27:00.000-07:002011-06-19T20:43:39.942-07:0010 month Videos-Crawl, laugh, and slobberHer second time crawling (no camera the first time) with the help of Uncle John-John snatching her toy away).<br /><embed height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eHeON4I12ZM?hl=" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"></embed><br /><br />She now loves to babble. She's got kind of a soft voice. She loves to say "da da da da." Scott's parents insist that she said "da da" when she saw Scott on the computer screen. But they said then she said "da da" again when Scott's sister was on the computer screen. Maybe "da da" is her word for the computer?<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WA6bEIJ8_m4?hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WA6bEIJ8_m4?hl=en&fs=1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object><br /><br />and now, the grand-daddy of them all. The cutest video I've yet to take. Slugger and her cousin. We met up at the beach but we also hung out with them in Kona a few hours before our plane took off. Slugger was just fascinated with Zylin, she is amazed by other kids. And Zylin decided to share a little love for his cousin. I think he thought I was saying "kiss her." So he did=)!!!<br /><br />Kind of.<br /><br />Warning: This might be the cutest video you have ever seen.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xH7vp6fG3-A?hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xH7vp6fG3-A?hl=en&fs=1" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-36818868943865467332011-06-19T01:52:00.001-07:002011-06-19T20:45:37.792-07:0010 month update-Big Island Trip<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGblF9pj_hnyDWtgO6VaEd2qpJVwoxZbjvGnhTHZHgS9VsVPJTVjTCCY5HvxmX16gJdlppXUgOUGMXOMxN3S5xWj2DNfkqikeW5HX0OdMTz8onTYzVLZk9AiZed6zP1rNHbdyATiTw8cdg/s1600/10+months+17.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857780874003426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGblF9pj_hnyDWtgO6VaEd2qpJVwoxZbjvGnhTHZHgS9VsVPJTVjTCCY5HvxmX16gJdlppXUgOUGMXOMxN3S5xWj2DNfkqikeW5HX0OdMTz8onTYzVLZk9AiZed6zP1rNHbdyATiTw8cdg/s400/10+months+17.jpg" /></a><br /><strong><u>Slugger:</u></strong><br /><em><strong>Real Age: </strong>10 months and 2 weeks</em><br /><em><strong>Adj. Age:</strong> 7 months and 2 weeks</em><br /><em><strong>Weight: </strong>~17 pounds</em><br /><em><strong>Height: </strong>?</em><br /><em></em><br /><strong><em>Milestones:</em></strong><br /><em>-can sit unassisted for short periods of time (not a lot of improvement there)</em><br /><em>-passes toys and objects from one hand to to the other</em><br /><em>-is starting to prefer her parents (FINALLY!)</em><br /><em>-loves to talk in long run-on sentences "da da da da da da da da"</em><br /><em>-crawls</em><br /><em>-attempting to climb the stairs in our house</em><br /><em>-is pulling herself up on lower things (only to faceplant)</em><br /><em>-first tinge of stranger anxiety, looks like it's in our near future</em><br /><em>-eating 2-3 baby food meals a day in addition to all the bottles</em><br /><em></em><br />Happy Father's Day, Scott!!! You are such an amazing man in all you do. I am in love with the son you are to your parents, the friend you are to others (and myself), the husband I have, and the father you are to Slugger (and Allie and Rory). I wish I had the chance to take some father/daughter pictures this past week to go with this post. But I'm so happy we finally get to celebrate our first father's day together and we are so blessed to have many more for years to come.<br /><br />This is our regular appointments<br />Speech Therapist-once a month<br />Physical Therapist- every other week<br />Public Nurse- once a month<br />Pediatrician-every 3 months<br />And we'll having a retina check-up in the next month.<br /><br />Of all those, I really love her physical therapy. It has helped Slugger catch on to new skills much more quickly. Just 8 days ago, Slugger learned to crawl. She couldn't do it at all before. She planted her hands like they were stuck in concrete and kicked those legs...did pushups...did handstands...but those hands never moved. Last Saturday, one of her favorite uncles, John-John, came to visit and was trying to tempt her with a stuffed animal and she picked up a hand...put it down and then I think she realized how it worked. She crawled across the room to the toy. No problem!!! And that was that. She suddenly became very mobile in five minutes.<br /><br />I had this misconception that I would have time...there would be a gradual learning process. That she would crawl 1 foot. The next day, maybe a foot and a half. Nope. Once she picked up how to move her hands, she was crawling everywhere. The next day, she crawled to our living room stairs and began tackling that first step. We found her behind our TV. One time, I got distracted and when I looked around, she had disappeared. I was mystified until I saw two little pale feet kicking out the bathroom door and there she was rolling herself in the bathroom mat. In the past week, she's completely mastered crawling and now she's not happy unless intent on standing up. Everything becomes a makeshift crutch to pull herself up to her feet with. One big problem is that she thinks she can stand on her own so she doesn't bother to hold onto anything and topples over straight as a board.<br /><br />This past month, we took advantage of memorial day weekend and our days off to take her on her first trip ever. We went to the Big Island so my brother and sister could meet her for the first time. And my brother and his girlfriend had their baby boy on July 4th, just 3 weeks before the girls were born. I've never seen my nephew and I was so excited. It was an amazing trip. One thing we've learned this past year is that life is short and you never know when you have to say good-bye. My perception of what's important really has changed and I hope for the better. It was very important for us that Slugger sees her family and I wanted my siblings to see that's she's fine...she's great and they don't have to worry. I know it was so hard for them to not be here for everything.<br /><br />The trip did have some hilarious highlights, that are so fun that I'm probably going to blog about them on my photography <a href="http://www.keaosphotography.com/">website</a> soon. Look for that. A rodeo and the signs that tell you that you're on the Big Island. But the second day of our trip, my sister, Genesis, took us to lunch at her working place, Merriman's Restaurant in Waikoloa. She's been telling her coworkers all about Slugger and so she wanted them to be able to meet her too. Slugger was a little celebrity as Genesis took her around to meet all of the staff.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCX3JvFC-fDnT37wB05mDtvmjbMr_jfCsk14babiv_C8Pri7NQJ3y4oxbgCaTa2Tuya6UXIjhYJUQ0As85b5WyqH5kPrqGUlifVqUvtyuiB6b1n1BXPJEwE4iW7oU4CS2F5nV8k_UMklYv/s1600/10+months+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857771030258770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCX3JvFC-fDnT37wB05mDtvmjbMr_jfCsk14babiv_C8Pri7NQJ3y4oxbgCaTa2Tuya6UXIjhYJUQ0As85b5WyqH5kPrqGUlifVqUvtyuiB6b1n1BXPJEwE4iW7oU4CS2F5nV8k_UMklYv/s400/10+months+4.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg27t0sw0u6VnHwf5ZcDhH3czeDLSfNC8byuIDy80jv4ueCLvJS5qyRteF1yeSKhIQZ-dwiBeLmIT-tbhhIydEnD4FMZI5jTtLOygXwsZr506fIVw0hJSVAWqBjlBjhPo3EP7z53FXWIjMV/s1600/10+months+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857767695157922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg27t0sw0u6VnHwf5ZcDhH3czeDLSfNC8byuIDy80jv4ueCLvJS5qyRteF1yeSKhIQZ-dwiBeLmIT-tbhhIydEnD4FMZI5jTtLOygXwsZr506fIVw0hJSVAWqBjlBjhPo3EP7z53FXWIjMV/s400/10+months+3.jpg" /></a>Then we drove to "69s" beach to meet my brother and his family. I don't think I need to explain how the beach got its name. It is pretty much what you think it might be=). Slugger went in the water for the third time in her life. She loved it but the sound of the waves along shore really spooked her. Check out her face!<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSkWM1D4lFRQefaNaLOgMZdVGaGsbFAqYYWaZ51_4NWxhn_d93FWlF_7YocyLco5mpJ5vbNrgXuIEmcAvMKT7in557kEveUazZ6iD2DJRniDQrs5QqO-IBlRmDUaHBTuKMGOJlqOzCASOu/s1600/10+months+9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857764742601618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSkWM1D4lFRQefaNaLOgMZdVGaGsbFAqYYWaZ51_4NWxhn_d93FWlF_7YocyLco5mpJ5vbNrgXuIEmcAvMKT7in557kEveUazZ6iD2DJRniDQrs5QqO-IBlRmDUaHBTuKMGOJlqOzCASOu/s400/10+months+9.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXg-jxeiouqvk-_RYOZTC1A340Tr-oDBo9QjImUymB_AuaPDeW6q5BgStSF5_a_skLlyhV4iizZQlEg7hQTL74zXfMGgVFnfPEcZ-pyDarhyphenhyphenubFjlidAzRMQXovqHivf0UuWdJqHvdxAUY/s1600/10+months+8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857763426298098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXg-jxeiouqvk-_RYOZTC1A340Tr-oDBo9QjImUymB_AuaPDeW6q5BgStSF5_a_skLlyhV4iizZQlEg7hQTL74zXfMGgVFnfPEcZ-pyDarhyphenhyphenubFjlidAzRMQXovqHivf0UuWdJqHvdxAUY/s400/10+months+8.jpg" /></a>Happy Father's Day, Scottie!!! We were a little short on chairs (which Jordan thoughtfully brought) so Scottie had to hold all the towels for everyone.</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5zuQr8EqMfuXo8tAHBuvti7RsQm3v0YtoXiU4Gb03v4MvADdLdN5Bbnpudi1Niesspl1q7aPm9UX1YRTHjMomA6UMkqorXVoj_HY7fk88lLFzMhTNkt6g-5wSp3CILmFW97Eh6JGRz1TC/s1600/10+months+7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857042730626434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5zuQr8EqMfuXo8tAHBuvti7RsQm3v0YtoXiU4Gb03v4MvADdLdN5Bbnpudi1Niesspl1q7aPm9UX1YRTHjMomA6UMkqorXVoj_HY7fk88lLFzMhTNkt6g-5wSp3CILmFW97Eh6JGRz1TC/s400/10+months+7.jpg" /></a>Here's Slugger getting ready for her swim. That bathing suit used to be her cousin, Lauren's bathing suit. It's neat to see things getting passed down.</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdQUXtA3Rwbo0QjeJ6nmHVZbLFSvnjWAusFYEo2X2E2y_eWAHhlq-tTXLhPOUkQT193BeMqnHAD_Atvd5Bh-sfvAeVxn1oz4zt7XHOlMjNCMGy4CAsjquf8ElCwM9SQXJztm-pcgJVxdNn/s1600/10+months+10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857032602517890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdQUXtA3Rwbo0QjeJ6nmHVZbLFSvnjWAusFYEo2X2E2y_eWAHhlq-tTXLhPOUkQT193BeMqnHAD_Atvd5Bh-sfvAeVxn1oz4zt7XHOlMjNCMGy4CAsjquf8ElCwM9SQXJztm-pcgJVxdNn/s400/10+months+10.jpg" /></a>And here is Slugger meeting her handsome cousin, Zylin. They must be family, they both love sticking their tongues out at each other. Oh, no, already the antics begin!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-EUHXi7YNWn86HdK_iNw5ol23ixqXv1B1fOvced5oYahaAtY1zRzS9ZXa_4CXxoo3ZbfC4zLqC2islZOuQzqGBJ2msbhdHbwjLkIxtsagHnYlhFbuBFv67WlbpJEzwNi6UB0Hj72kKR-X/s1600/10+months+5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857027928674258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-EUHXi7YNWn86HdK_iNw5ol23ixqXv1B1fOvced5oYahaAtY1zRzS9ZXa_4CXxoo3ZbfC4zLqC2islZOuQzqGBJ2msbhdHbwjLkIxtsagHnYlhFbuBFv67WlbpJEzwNi6UB0Hj72kKR-X/s400/10+months+5.jpg" /></a>First time I got to see my first and only nephew, and I am in love. He's such a happy and content baby.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9gA8KSm2jUEAb6ruzhTAYwQLc4fhVkFxn3N-P6i2M7ioNPDYj5HItbZFbSdDrkLBo5isLrqK72tLhVXm6HlEIq8yAvp_8Ey2exnQ_wPSeDZ84Lj_dkoEheQT8-zHcml4YYiU-lO5G1bj1/s1600/10+months.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857030314217282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9gA8KSm2jUEAb6ruzhTAYwQLc4fhVkFxn3N-P6i2M7ioNPDYj5HItbZFbSdDrkLBo5isLrqK72tLhVXm6HlEIq8yAvp_8Ey2exnQ_wPSeDZ84Lj_dkoEheQT8-zHcml4YYiU-lO5G1bj1/s400/10+months.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFq6bpGlR2RdK5ozGBLFSG4wEuOGT44j_XkcR-oyt9aSGtHm_doF8lKP6yAv7miEqPkA7d6Jh0kv8Nc_61swVssR7LTSpncrtBqVNUfbGJ159R4ukUUaeXwspOn_dI8fGzXnJni8pfxRRt/s1600/10+months+14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619857024277122002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFq6bpGlR2RdK5ozGBLFSG4wEuOGT44j_XkcR-oyt9aSGtHm_doF8lKP6yAv7miEqPkA7d6Jh0kv8Nc_61swVssR7LTSpncrtBqVNUfbGJ159R4ukUUaeXwspOn_dI8fGzXnJni8pfxRRt/s400/10+months+14.jpg" /></a>And this sight warms my heart. My baby brother holding my baby girl. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh58Am_WACfmlvr3fmHa4uD1q7G600JgaEJAvG0eHVh_nkz4BVFjV_AeSqXULICnCfqS1Y2RihISpkLueEDUxizgzoSrEPlwyOsVBKW0l5sgE36z7P9lFMG7D5rrZW0ac9PgIfxVORA_kj2/s1600/10+months+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619855660646068802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh58Am_WACfmlvr3fmHa4uD1q7G600JgaEJAvG0eHVh_nkz4BVFjV_AeSqXULICnCfqS1Y2RihISpkLueEDUxizgzoSrEPlwyOsVBKW0l5sgE36z7P9lFMG7D5rrZW0ac9PgIfxVORA_kj2/s400/10+months+1.jpg" /></a>Oh, I think Zylin is getting a little jealous. I don't think he knew what to make of Slugger.<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglBgjix0ib_G1EHVXztVNPfmvxoUfrdKfyXZj86yhMikpR1jxM_B7GBDl31TYbM28kS7QKABiNmYzdc6qiRLsPxvM4WJDJw-aGjaZEtEMU26huRmbxFDMt_V4dRiBq5si66Yll-FKe2poL/s1600/10+months+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619855651524348994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglBgjix0ib_G1EHVXztVNPfmvxoUfrdKfyXZj86yhMikpR1jxM_B7GBDl31TYbM28kS7QKABiNmYzdc6qiRLsPxvM4WJDJw-aGjaZEtEMU26huRmbxFDMt_V4dRiBq5si66Yll-FKe2poL/s400/10+months+2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUaXdnxb8jiUyX1x5dlWJ3qZQbzrV7gNRrSEd_LXOzfGBQ7VZIFJG_oDHA4mjZL1c76FMEUoI80d-yGr6KDVcnp2bRhcuoGd38CH20YlX_RlWuhPIxutB3DhmqsocHNXywMuZv0r25W7iU/s1600/10+months+15.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619855647768894354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUaXdnxb8jiUyX1x5dlWJ3qZQbzrV7gNRrSEd_LXOzfGBQ7VZIFJG_oDHA4mjZL1c76FMEUoI80d-yGr6KDVcnp2bRhcuoGd38CH20YlX_RlWuhPIxutB3DhmqsocHNXywMuZv0r25W7iU/s400/10+months+15.jpg" /></a>He burst out laughing when she lost her balance and tipped over. Aunty Genesis was so quick to catch her though.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT3keHJgKTrJr9Tv26bI42nO9aLnOaoTtfXUQ46PnNXaumLea2IFjd5rC5Z-P0GFwm4B7JtmVylW3358I_gKB8qWfBhdGl8JHvCOmtxW4sXcp-qtirhyphenhyphenpIv7wQgFRm6Fb3D6mGQB3uPuH9/s1600/10+months+12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619855636377716610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT3keHJgKTrJr9Tv26bI42nO9aLnOaoTtfXUQ46PnNXaumLea2IFjd5rC5Z-P0GFwm4B7JtmVylW3358I_gKB8qWfBhdGl8JHvCOmtxW4sXcp-qtirhyphenhyphenpIv7wQgFRm6Fb3D6mGQB3uPuH9/s400/10+months+12.jpg" /></a>Cousins!!! I can't wait to see them grow up and become friends!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiiwvBZF3xygcOsusN4EGn0AyIcAD57ez36CTQqXjG5v1muMLWPBNF8cG_0FYiT8xsgzl-MevL5zVCJsVXCjBuhGkm93mpDJUGixB__CqOg8nTXa_U9RvUY6KZaSqmgB4eMdzxcSU07_rt/s1600/10+months+13.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619855632448149138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiiwvBZF3xygcOsusN4EGn0AyIcAD57ez36CTQqXjG5v1muMLWPBNF8cG_0FYiT8xsgzl-MevL5zVCJsVXCjBuhGkm93mpDJUGixB__CqOg8nTXa_U9RvUY6KZaSqmgB4eMdzxcSU07_rt/s400/10+months+13.jpg" /></a>Jordan, Carolin, Zylin, and Slugger.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSMrII8i7ID0Xk9Xox-1wWzdsPIh93I_KlgWqNiAoUVyqm3QZkGKTqNcAjqeUWCClRDbfWHNL0Swupqoj8DMloDGwM7DCxkjkohkz6hacwfpC6h5J9Ymq2QlDCvhJG_1bXVv_mfs2SZa2w/s1600/10+months+19.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619854738743233570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSMrII8i7ID0Xk9Xox-1wWzdsPIh93I_KlgWqNiAoUVyqm3QZkGKTqNcAjqeUWCClRDbfWHNL0Swupqoj8DMloDGwM7DCxkjkohkz6hacwfpC6h5J9Ymq2QlDCvhJG_1bXVv_mfs2SZa2w/s400/10+months+19.jpg" /></a>Scottie and I taking our turns with the babies.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzeGc7Cw-uPLjqRSH0ya6YOU4SIpBDE9Ls8wpb5l9BEIa6NE2LGbFUnpOYvSfXp8_Tpvg7ee7oCU0nz0G7EUZ5LBQlLVqduLHJWCuIcO411h2N0cKTMbG1s7L6K8RtXhXLu_IaHD6l6qXu/s1600/10+months+21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619854729836549730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzeGc7Cw-uPLjqRSH0ya6YOU4SIpBDE9Ls8wpb5l9BEIa6NE2LGbFUnpOYvSfXp8_Tpvg7ee7oCU0nz0G7EUZ5LBQlLVqduLHJWCuIcO411h2N0cKTMbG1s7L6K8RtXhXLu_IaHD6l6qXu/s400/10+months+21.jpg" /></a>Genesis, me, Jordan, Slugger, and Zylin.(just missing our older sister and we would have had a little reunion)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJQG-gmMzL4lMSYLVj5ifog0MN6Cgwb1ECF7GGs5k-J8J6LY3-Mz4920Z9R_ws9792eXt-hS-Wggpb8zHbYHQJ4HAtsn_gAJNitTaPiPSur1TXtqs_ukVhlIrgerztStXmrMXSe-nzb0fU/s1600/10+months+20.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619854722244382514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJQG-gmMzL4lMSYLVj5ifog0MN6Cgwb1ECF7GGs5k-J8J6LY3-Mz4920Z9R_ws9792eXt-hS-Wggpb8zHbYHQJ4HAtsn_gAJNitTaPiPSur1TXtqs_ukVhlIrgerztStXmrMXSe-nzb0fU/s400/10+months+20.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkcnKv-tiBWmrzhjtAow_WEkZEF-Ly25E8o9xCUyQsRlHCTmuF6PPYJ2ZIb5C_bOcpa3S-6jHxXckbEkGGMuvbFTCr4-KUbO8JJrWmklVR34KkrikQL5TeXX3DXiLhX-F0InIbgupggr4I/s1600/10+months+16.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619854724373503138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkcnKv-tiBWmrzhjtAow_WEkZEF-Ly25E8o9xCUyQsRlHCTmuF6PPYJ2ZIb5C_bOcpa3S-6jHxXckbEkGGMuvbFTCr4-KUbO8JJrWmklVR34KkrikQL5TeXX3DXiLhX-F0InIbgupggr4I/s400/10+months+16.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xIhDqcr0qQ622tKHCDOkewmoIWB9CpHDJz9Q3e6Hdy7XEtmhyphenhyphenrlejVWI1U78tAq016G1FhCwj79gtt6HcC52bRMJRQwRsVfDuX5Q-gxs1Yanausg-W-3jRskS_g7zYC-Xd0mvV4N-WZd/s1600/10+months+18.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 267px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619854718300804162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1xIhDqcr0qQ622tKHCDOkewmoIWB9CpHDJz9Q3e6Hdy7XEtmhyphenhyphenrlejVWI1U78tAq016G1FhCwj79gtt6HcC52bRMJRQwRsVfDuX5Q-gxs1Yanausg-W-3jRskS_g7zYC-Xd0mvV4N-WZd/s400/10+months+18.jpg" /></a></div><div>Check out the latest post of three recent <a href="http://heheardmycall.blogspot.com/2011/06/10-month-videos-crawl-laugh-and-slobber.html">videos</a>. Crawling, jibber-jabbering, and getting a surprise.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-87480621633695618042011-05-21T15:53:00.000-07:002011-05-21T17:52:44.258-07:009 Months Old-First Solid Foods<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuTvbDKdBoVdeggZQFhaEz5O8kUguP9-GyJbq1GFUQ8Fb10CxyXMJ-JJg46fHJHqDo_G-H8kUY83jeBtqACdXZw6yFGo_TyjYwb6XLtSpu9eQohRwLvP3gB-xsO18TPg62ky6TIPCGyDSu/s1600/9+Months+Casey_110517_003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609314499165323986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuTvbDKdBoVdeggZQFhaEz5O8kUguP9-GyJbq1GFUQ8Fb10CxyXMJ-JJg46fHJHqDo_G-H8kUY83jeBtqACdXZw6yFGo_TyjYwb6XLtSpu9eQohRwLvP3gB-xsO18TPg62ky6TIPCGyDSu/s400/9+Months+Casey_110517_003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><u>Slugger:</u></strong><br /><strong>Real Age: 9 months</strong><br /><strong>Adj. Age: 6 months</strong><br /><strong>Weight: 16 lb.</strong><br /><strong>Height: 26 inches</strong><br /><br /><strong>Milestones: </strong><br />-can sit unassisted for short periods of time<br />-on tummy, she can push herself up to hands and knees for a few seconds<br />-she will even push up to her hands and feet before her feet slip out from underneath her<br />-super ticklish<br />-can eat baby food pretty without any problems<br />-rotates and scoots backwards<br />-holds toys with both hands<br />-says syllabic run-on sentences "babababababa" (usually when tired and grouchy)<br /><br />First, as a follow-up to the March For Babies event. Slugger even had a team in New York walking in her honor. My good friend from college, Yong, has been walking in the March of Dimes Walk for years now but now it has meaning. He called me one morning and asked if he and his group could walk for Slugger. We feel so loved. He sent me some pictures from the big walk in New York.<br /><br />Here's Yong and his beautiful wife, Katie. We flew to New York for their wedding and Scott was their officiant. Now they're expecting and it is just a few more months before their baby arrives.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOSdBnHw-qNSUrv5z0SHNuX1BYKrBfRdzoBiBxhOLSt6UZn6qEv4TU_G9nyEM4tykb3hGoVgNBdEUnlhT1XyV385Ubz8O4mgeMl7HhmXzANqPTZWfEiGRYxxeI6yAtPJRKsXDUtxFO7502/s1600/IMG_20110501_095702.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609314494713166594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOSdBnHw-qNSUrv5z0SHNuX1BYKrBfRdzoBiBxhOLSt6UZn6qEv4TU_G9nyEM4tykb3hGoVgNBdEUnlhT1XyV385Ubz8O4mgeMl7HhmXzANqPTZWfEiGRYxxeI6yAtPJRKsXDUtxFO7502/s400/IMG_20110501_095702.jpg" border="0" /></a>They carried that sign the entire walk. Yong said people were admiring the sign and cheering encouragment.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoaf7UE1Lbd_nrm7Jz_iHkZpYLQhkwFxiGfg2Pgg4EykuZHIcHbqTTvhgrlFXLHcoGLyJydbCvEkruBvJD-taACUOQ9wxXxeOFGFX6h4nDU2fHi1WrsQdq7IY4t_Df81nyCvYzTQ1hjoB/s1600/IMG_20110501_104447.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609314492495616178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoaf7UE1Lbd_nrm7Jz_iHkZpYLQhkwFxiGfg2Pgg4EykuZHIcHbqTTvhgrlFXLHcoGLyJydbCvEkruBvJD-taACUOQ9wxXxeOFGFX6h4nDU2fHi1WrsQdq7IY4t_Df81nyCvYzTQ1hjoB/s400/IMG_20110501_104447.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Uv2k6L2nHT-V-D-xFLRb8txvkcp_SnEPjeOOBY9Z0OZAlFBXA1n5OS1pRQ7gi-3AFosHmv2Gt5ep2RW40PlucKKaWUt2XMLPareYkQ_803Nxl_pCiaux8p4pHBGHWLCxpfjQRU8Kn2qm/s1600/IMG_20110501_100839.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609314489152260546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Uv2k6L2nHT-V-D-xFLRb8txvkcp_SnEPjeOOBY9Z0OZAlFBXA1n5OS1pRQ7gi-3AFosHmv2Gt5ep2RW40PlucKKaWUt2XMLPareYkQ_803Nxl_pCiaux8p4pHBGHWLCxpfjQRU8Kn2qm/s400/IMG_20110501_100839.jpg" border="0" /></a>Easter was last month but here's some pictures of Slugger in her first Easter dress. She could not sit on her own yet so I had to do some photoshopping magic. If you're interested in seeing the process, I explained how I achieved the following photo on my photography blog <a href="http://www.keaosphotography.com/">here.</a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihCLT2-1eYndtTqhgHI4Ut9_3esoj2tOUbKtMICjQK0FsNCQdMj1dt63J5u2rkrt8G9DEkx5TMQD0lxd2EVa4ijwg2Q6yp0Xo7u932jU0Kaj9y5CPfKmApijLdmEAI-r2g2pi39Ab77g_o/s1600/Caseys+first+Easter+022b.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609312482121189362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihCLT2-1eYndtTqhgHI4Ut9_3esoj2tOUbKtMICjQK0FsNCQdMj1dt63J5u2rkrt8G9DEkx5TMQD0lxd2EVa4ijwg2Q6yp0Xo7u932jU0Kaj9y5CPfKmApijLdmEAI-r2g2pi39Ab77g_o/s400/Caseys+first+Easter+022b.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWCRBOgrsCooDSLWC0shB9-SOfWePgyF2YlkFBPfOH4yBi5XDQ2_FIcsKBU4hGBNMnIi46ftLTlaA7ZWD_yHi-bvm2nWrL1J6hS5ChYZPUa6KNOu7tnI5k7bkEqPnF2UAhi2vEmesUMGC6/s1600/Caseys+first+Easter+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609312479077880626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWCRBOgrsCooDSLWC0shB9-SOfWePgyF2YlkFBPfOH4yBi5XDQ2_FIcsKBU4hGBNMnIi46ftLTlaA7ZWD_yHi-bvm2nWrL1J6hS5ChYZPUa6KNOu7tnI5k7bkEqPnF2UAhi2vEmesUMGC6/s400/Caseys+first+Easter+038.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh_Dm5TRkM9i5Rz7DUC1zVPNeOjtMoCHPqY4StnAqqiXN4eLf5NXVF1Qko43vTl34Nfr_tP4eUBiGgOUrvVUe-VAA5Jbst6vXReslT_ms5cKUkmfi37Yf9MBGpHHFVdlZKjJh_9riyld6t/s1600/Caseys+first+Easter+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609312473336991970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh_Dm5TRkM9i5Rz7DUC1zVPNeOjtMoCHPqY4StnAqqiXN4eLf5NXVF1Qko43vTl34Nfr_tP4eUBiGgOUrvVUe-VAA5Jbst6vXReslT_ms5cKUkmfi37Yf9MBGpHHFVdlZKjJh_9riyld6t/s400/Caseys+first+Easter+036.jpg" border="0" /></a>Slugger doesn't have stranger anxiety. So far, she's happy to see everyone. I love that about her but sometimes I do wish she was a little more excited to see me. She's thrilled when I walk in, but she's thrilled when anyone walks in. I'm compiling pictures of her with friends but this one is one of my faves. This is at church on a Sunday morning and Bob got to meet her for the first time. Oh, she just loved Bob. It was so cute. She just buried her head in his shoulder and smiled sweetly up at him the whole time.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgfv7vytDRz4PUK8iMoXpqmiNNsbyjMk9G9DiNDdLHaWu0B8NE-_ERAJABKT7CdQGE5kiEZ-LfsH_I5P3cJmTggXO4gyHzu6JCInkP2mPUCfwqnYfy5KqDRJqqnq11LJaLqlc0IkH6oURq/s1600/IMG_7502.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609312463304354914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgfv7vytDRz4PUK8iMoXpqmiNNsbyjMk9G9DiNDdLHaWu0B8NE-_ERAJABKT7CdQGE5kiEZ-LfsH_I5P3cJmTggXO4gyHzu6JCInkP2mPUCfwqnYfy5KqDRJqqnq11LJaLqlc0IkH6oURq/s400/IMG_7502.jpg" border="0" /></a>The big event of turning 9 months and hitting those 6 month milestones was that we introduced her to solid food. I don't know why they call it "solid." It's more mushy gelatinous liquid. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>We started off with rice cereal and have introduced a different food every 4 days to a week (to check to make sure there's no allergic reaction). Because Slugger has had dysphasia with swallowing, we had an Easter Seals therapist present the first time she had solids.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFvuWDxk4JP7cD9GbW_EbKx1B_PXvHbDQzj5r48X0QjPQC26qMi7QJR7lrhw9UPd6VE58VqJXfKy07g9n6plcweJUQa5onkjcX3MxtUqP_nN9PKIq7xOT5T7M8ik0_nV7F-w8p6jCGu2e/s1600/IMG_8177.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609312458524460482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFvuWDxk4JP7cD9GbW_EbKx1B_PXvHbDQzj5r48X0QjPQC26qMi7QJR7lrhw9UPd6VE58VqJXfKy07g9n6plcweJUQa5onkjcX3MxtUqP_nN9PKIq7xOT5T7M8ik0_nV7F-w8p6jCGu2e/s400/IMG_8177.jpg" border="0" /></a>And here we go with the very first sample. Scott fed her while I held my camera in one hand and a video camera in the other hand. She wasn't real thrilled with it.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO_gdg7uj_SPE_U7tbxCrZrVeCA1l218Hk72Wdese0fwnlBHD39PauzR6UlHl1fJFWAYp1F2JTirKtWKLBIqUJGru_RnXA67wXCFzYylR5Kvz3aEGIouUYpqTqASRaswnLSpkBghSU10Oc/s1600/IMG_8187.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609309573632031970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO_gdg7uj_SPE_U7tbxCrZrVeCA1l218Hk72Wdese0fwnlBHD39PauzR6UlHl1fJFWAYp1F2JTirKtWKLBIqUJGru_RnXA67wXCFzYylR5Kvz3aEGIouUYpqTqASRaswnLSpkBghSU10Oc/s400/IMG_8187.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdKjcoC2jiATOG3S4lvG8JupLIzRZyrYfdXetomHA3IDhPqeYu_1kGa_RdrbyOYhv6NOV9Kx07INyN3PbKmodrus4t5U8Y1VTpXj5p4MGCFmSve3YhQF30HrBcgamVWNGifMjPL6kpe5Xf/s1600/IMG_8189.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi776iQkUkOjtqEMKWgVmjmtXd4m-1C9PVy3Tt-kX-36NuaBjnbSTlJUOsFWlqkObUt6_u2PZc6ONT7U5WbIdWvlQMLw18iYKjoRzL7Sjb2b6tJcUJphMt3dDjIo8mmD3GOQNPYr6dZ2nHm/s1600/IMG_8190.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609309564711527938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi776iQkUkOjtqEMKWgVmjmtXd4m-1C9PVy3Tt-kX-36NuaBjnbSTlJUOsFWlqkObUt6_u2PZc6ONT7U5WbIdWvlQMLw18iYKjoRzL7Sjb2b6tJcUJphMt3dDjIo8mmD3GOQNPYr6dZ2nHm/s400/IMG_8190.jpg" border="0" /></a>As first-time parents, we are so lucky. How many people get to have a therapist giving guidance on how to feed your baby?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS_tFNINqzbQj-upz1H8thEYfFOgT9GCAfKSslz0cHn171zGm7YbiYXhHbcKucT0bm0dqGzUNE2_klJ94_PZUj8Ni6uTzSQLN4ywA3_iIFDV6Vd4NNJNaU3YS1c80FqGuSQiv50jhT5JUi/s1600/IMG_8198.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609309560350555138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS_tFNINqzbQj-upz1H8thEYfFOgT9GCAfKSslz0cHn171zGm7YbiYXhHbcKucT0bm0dqGzUNE2_klJ94_PZUj8Ni6uTzSQLN4ywA3_iIFDV6Vd4NNJNaU3YS1c80FqGuSQiv50jhT5JUi/s400/IMG_8198.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU9dDao2RVUPrOlTp1SuONVYI6-4QdfNpBz0WLyIm-oHiqZh5HKYP07dhdYZ4IAXGKs5EE7-hcYlA5LVSwsvbtYA4lZVa39BAI_a9klG8oKuvqcew4mfZcVIFUi72AjTKrCu5qoe1vN6sq/s1600/IMG_8203.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609308004184511154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU9dDao2RVUPrOlTp1SuONVYI6-4QdfNpBz0WLyIm-oHiqZh5HKYP07dhdYZ4IAXGKs5EE7-hcYlA5LVSwsvbtYA4lZVa39BAI_a9klG8oKuvqcew4mfZcVIFUi72AjTKrCu5qoe1vN6sq/s400/IMG_8203.jpg" border="0" /></a>Yum yum!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq7gbF8QHn-t5-w67amVHLED7EjyLlFsjRYufIpL17kr0v78GWS9Wfie-lBC8GWta6qqJey0skZS79z3rRn9X52DgM5rgSHsslJuBCOcyzIJlLk9izEjUT8TBI9dGaWmZPcLXcHhCbPNSp/s1600/IMG_8192.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609307999710132210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq7gbF8QHn-t5-w67amVHLED7EjyLlFsjRYufIpL17kr0v78GWS9Wfie-lBC8GWta6qqJey0skZS79z3rRn9X52DgM5rgSHsslJuBCOcyzIJlLk9izEjUT8TBI9dGaWmZPcLXcHhCbPNSp/s400/IMG_8192.jpg" border="0" /></a>She did great with the food the first day but after that, she had no interest in it. Would not open her mouth at all. Her peds told me to give her something else to chew on and sneak in a spoonful of food whenever she happened to have her mouth open. It makes meal-time a long exhausting process just to get in 7-10 spoonfuls. But she's getting used to it and has started to open her mouth on her own. </div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>So far, we're making our own baby food. It's pretty easy and she doesn't eat enough to warrant opening a whole jar of baby food. We got a magic bullet for our wedding. That thing is PERFECT for pureeing baby food. </div><br /><br /><div>Carrots-Likes</div><br /><div>Bananas-Surprising not a fan</div><br /><div>Avocado-Likes</div><br /><div>Sweet Potato-hmm, jury is out. She eats it but spits it out (that might be her new thing though)</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>Lastly, here are some pics from our quick trip to Hoomaluhia Gardens. We took her there with her bff, LW, but the bugs were eating them alive so we had to run for the car.<br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu-YPxdoRI830Go0ClT6TZ6kyf8X-i3wMbqEKneUwUILkdHoVWlcrCTrHQm0_3-e7iFPQavlcydMIaEBueS8W952sTrSKHrTEFpKWMtk9IkqKOz6O3ijH_MAegTX4MQs65JRgNZtpDPNl2/s1600/9+Months+Casey_110517_006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609307996809341202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu-YPxdoRI830Go0ClT6TZ6kyf8X-i3wMbqEKneUwUILkdHoVWlcrCTrHQm0_3-e7iFPQavlcydMIaEBueS8W952sTrSKHrTEFpKWMtk9IkqKOz6O3ijH_MAegTX4MQs65JRgNZtpDPNl2/s400/9+Months+Casey_110517_006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLwciw0Ws36X9jy6TlebTMuvDK0Gi82OE5prKQPEizMViZCXlYadFxho9rMD-ArGcTPBezB1LNx4Ih10GXCpf1qyJ68TXyi4ibHUkVQoOxP2BzEk5zbKeVcBFWi-tRNJoVEF-AjTrbF4pM/s1600/9+Months+Casey_110517_022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609307995096987906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLwciw0Ws36X9jy6TlebTMuvDK0Gi82OE5prKQPEizMViZCXlYadFxho9rMD-ArGcTPBezB1LNx4Ih10GXCpf1qyJ68TXyi4ibHUkVQoOxP2BzEk5zbKeVcBFWi-tRNJoVEF-AjTrbF4pM/s400/9+Months+Casey_110517_022.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8YI6NpXccXFn27eaANWV29cALSo-zXTaGajhALcHx3l42qkpKfSP7mIUHc_VgyoKxk7jtNBmTySf3KXPXnUo88LFvba_akhsz6RSMUTq99yhRS17qYoY2rPAd4rqVGbCAVqg_dJyk3zdT/s1600/9+Months+Casey_110517_017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609307990843617746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8YI6NpXccXFn27eaANWV29cALSo-zXTaGajhALcHx3l42qkpKfSP7mIUHc_VgyoKxk7jtNBmTySf3KXPXnUo88LFvba_akhsz6RSMUTq99yhRS17qYoY2rPAd4rqVGbCAVqg_dJyk3zdT/s400/9+Months+Casey_110517_017.jpg" border="0" /></a>I keep forgetting that she's really 9 months, not 6. Oops! I always think of her by her adjusted age.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-4553509856657255022011-04-25T13:34:00.000-07:002011-04-26T02:48:53.842-07:002011 March For BabiesHappy Easter everyone!!!<br /><br />This past Easter weekend was a big one. It's one of the two busiest weekends at Scott's workplace so we had big services Friday night and Sunday morning. And Saturday morning, we walked as a family in the 2011 March for Babies Walk held by the March of Dimes Organization.<br /><br />The night before we were so tired but I was real bummed that we hadn't made T-shirts in preparation for the walk. Scott said it was no big deal but I just knew I would regret not having at least something for Slugger. I searched our bookshelves and managed to find an old package of print it yourself Iron-on transfer paper. So, I stayed up super late and designed a little onesie for Slugger to wear during the walk. I think it turned out awesome and was worth getting just 4 hours sleep.<br /><br />The walk started at Kapiolani Park so we parked at the Honolulu Zoo parking lot and walked over. Man, the pay rate for parking sure has jumped up a lot. It was incredible to see how many people were at this event. There were families unloading their vans all in matching T-shirts, kids of all ages rolling in their strollers. I have to admit, I choked up when I read parents wearing T-shirts with a preemie picture and name on it and holding the hands of strong, healthy grown kids. Amazing to see that these kids running around started off so small and sick.<br /><br />Slugger had her own proud statement on the back of her onesie. [click on it to see large version with list of our wonderful sponsors]<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxluekC7jWas1YQsTaEfBqLoxoWIGFsaK85luAlCNiHUUg4c9RAhhagEw9y8aFogrol4y-_zm5N9_naWgCfapyiOWGqbAs3tVCkeTS6A_3S8JDsvo1p0G63OdK73ymBboIfKPe8AqkgVyZ/s1600/first+slide+blog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599770671874681362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxluekC7jWas1YQsTaEfBqLoxoWIGFsaK85luAlCNiHUUg4c9RAhhagEw9y8aFogrol4y-_zm5N9_naWgCfapyiOWGqbAs3tVCkeTS6A_3S8JDsvo1p0G63OdK73ymBboIfKPe8AqkgVyZ/s400/first+slide+blog.jpg" border="0" /></a> Slugger chilling in her carseat on the way to Kapiolani Park. She didn't seem to notice that we woke her up 3 hours earlier than usual. She doesn't wear a watch so she just has to take our word for it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimGTlBH-tKS10Y4KQc3iTRxPSIEzsMOtWjzul4zzv8weEorhObyWCRWuord_ynCiMd4qJiKt7DjgAhzASeje08ozXQiqOGCO6bKawUdbwnUpdXiw97Ghw_LTT_NYbK6TCmfyMBPFMEBQgC/s1600/board+casey.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599769212110793906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimGTlBH-tKS10Y4KQc3iTRxPSIEzsMOtWjzul4zzv8weEorhObyWCRWuord_ynCiMd4qJiKt7DjgAhzASeje08ozXQiqOGCO6bKawUdbwnUpdXiw97Ghw_LTT_NYbK6TCmfyMBPFMEBQgC/s400/board+casey.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>Uncle John carrying Slugger as we unload in the zoo parking lot.</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBxNFlP-TIWgWP6txWVxQPJ4_nNq1cjuLsnrF-nZ2z94kZHe-3AYnvarK3wz1ATp6SltOC-OfrJVODDyH3A0n9TU12inn5ucm4aFAuMpysL1An0b_TyW35l8W_xqjsO0xBzkXHgVJJeJEq/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599769212109289714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBxNFlP-TIWgWP6txWVxQPJ4_nNq1cjuLsnrF-nZ2z94kZHe-3AYnvarK3wz1ATp6SltOC-OfrJVODDyH3A0n9TU12inn5ucm4aFAuMpysL1An0b_TyW35l8W_xqjsO0xBzkXHgVJJeJEq/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+016.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Here's a close-up of Slugger's onesie design with her birth statistics and a list thanking all the people who donated to her walk.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeD-VaxGgDhsdf4VbzLn0DNmBBcjijsVDs_0AeXzHpYx06UEEXTg7hpPB4M30creZLCMTZFaMg0kvgNzrbWWxv8yaNQQCrTFQe6VnTpF5GZjA5gJ8yPB740zRv2vPsdV0TMG_JQnMJo2K/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599769202790475922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeD-VaxGgDhsdf4VbzLn0DNmBBcjijsVDs_0AeXzHpYx06UEEXTg7hpPB4M30creZLCMTZFaMg0kvgNzrbWWxv8yaNQQCrTFQe6VnTpF5GZjA5gJ8yPB740zRv2vPsdV0TMG_JQnMJo2K/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+021.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This is her first ride in a jogging stroller. We borrowed this one from Liz and Mikey. Wow, these things run so smoothly compared to a regular stroller. Yowzahs!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKuPitngYKV9MSAb5HzgIgHn-3CYXsmYJ7ww4coGkgoGohyphenhyphenjMr6eVR7XkM0RTKlQOSfTlC-s-VFY4VB6H7nOEt7Wyv8r4LVAZqZOtijq9kn4B1_89OZZ7fG5hhnKR5bdkwPUcGAKFHcaJC/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599769200007344706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKuPitngYKV9MSAb5HzgIgHn-3CYXsmYJ7ww4coGkgoGohyphenhyphenjMr6eVR7XkM0RTKlQOSfTlC-s-VFY4VB6H7nOEt7Wyv8r4LVAZqZOtijq9kn4B1_89OZZ7fG5hhnKR5bdkwPUcGAKFHcaJC/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+022.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here's a close-up view of the front of her onesie design. We meant to focus on the celebration of Slugger so we didn't get too sad, but we just couldn't do it without remembering our twinnies.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKf2lEvwTzrExHOfzaNonIz0GmYAOyp5eu04D9xcNVRdq6Ngf1524a9ELBmu-ZXAuKFzZfv0fBTOuLo5exC5J5ui5kV2BHdbTUi1WILt6bhRzFhKaHGMl3-HZuLVJs8Q2Yz89t4nxtN35s/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768694409188610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKf2lEvwTzrExHOfzaNonIz0GmYAOyp5eu04D9xcNVRdq6Ngf1524a9ELBmu-ZXAuKFzZfv0fBTOuLo5exC5J5ui5kV2BHdbTUi1WILt6bhRzFhKaHGMl3-HZuLVJs8Q2Yz89t4nxtN35s/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+027.jpg" border="0" /></a> As we walked into Kapiolani Park, they were having a huge warm-up exercise class led by Gilad. Oh, I love him. Scott and I were in a phase where we were taping his Bodies In Motion show and exercising to it. He looks really good in person. Hubba hubba.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQKh-luQ92zFlUQTXysNPYUXhajUeaGJ5QUd4KXBaJkLlEIj15zQ9bSBdiD6XGlTfWIlPqtn0BKCZYeabazMOXjl2DO1keoKkhXGhqip8yJ3WLT_YtlaaGMs14eGXHcYaRFypZotkx5cxC/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768692229743218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQKh-luQ92zFlUQTXysNPYUXhajUeaGJ5QUd4KXBaJkLlEIj15zQ9bSBdiD6XGlTfWIlPqtn0BKCZYeabazMOXjl2DO1keoKkhXGhqip8yJ3WLT_YtlaaGMs14eGXHcYaRFypZotkx5cxC/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+029.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIWa9Yq-joDuQWnf8CLbR5TLwRCqJfMAEIBFJ6tHwexm_BEdoP5hlA0oJmlin8PRscvzS3h_QzyTtluza7eDSkZcCdRHnznVNX4Bnyc3AJQg99fcQ4gsmOVTKifjQCd4jvv_I2hPv_64dq/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768687465052322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIWa9Yq-joDuQWnf8CLbR5TLwRCqJfMAEIBFJ6tHwexm_BEdoP5hlA0oJmlin8PRscvzS3h_QzyTtluza7eDSkZcCdRHnznVNX4Bnyc3AJQg99fcQ4gsmOVTKifjQCd4jvv_I2hPv_64dq/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+031.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTFFSHBz0K0yrgQ_piwSOF3OEkkExTVJqb4DSHWifxUzoa1OgTWLhwoQX1BSz0tJatF1zOE8TZQ_Dhk1jAHvMFkZgz-Ss2-hT-KId4973GjnxX91KKdaxE77ROed7PmCxcF7525zVWUILP/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768680758380818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTFFSHBz0K0yrgQ_piwSOF3OEkkExTVJqb4DSHWifxUzoa1OgTWLhwoQX1BSz0tJatF1zOE8TZQ_Dhk1jAHvMFkZgz-Ss2-hT-KId4973GjnxX91KKdaxE77ROed7PmCxcF7525zVWUILP/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+032.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Crissy and Todd watched Slugger so I could run up closer to get pictures of Gilad.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6InWJetOxutHM73Q18iNkM0nIwGOCvorCzCnEy99hUm5c1FEQt8y0XbTxeItVD3WrFwO98fDVR4MpRnjbDJiS8m134mLgKZicS8Lzx44KmxrWM9JIzDqN-awS_J9CyfyD4zcrNE-Rs7OZ/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768682503901666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6InWJetOxutHM73Q18iNkM0nIwGOCvorCzCnEy99hUm5c1FEQt8y0XbTxeItVD3WrFwO98fDVR4MpRnjbDJiS8m134mLgKZicS8Lzx44KmxrWM9JIzDqN-awS_J9CyfyD4zcrNE-Rs7OZ/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+033.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then we headed to the Kaiser tent and Slugger got to hang with one of her favorite NICU aunties, Gina. Look at Slugger beaming at Gina.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2vtOzd26kfVL8mdfgnEOC8CkdZcsNWps2gnrjWTaV6RogDTTtPJEMA-6S36LBHKd0mYVDEslAI_YlcA4SWr9AnxeAgPdhzwoBRNOw2121n-3HT3hG6LQfRfmDuljQI7kufaX6Qzxau2Mm/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768288106828994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2vtOzd26kfVL8mdfgnEOC8CkdZcsNWps2gnrjWTaV6RogDTTtPJEMA-6S36LBHKd0mYVDEslAI_YlcA4SWr9AnxeAgPdhzwoBRNOw2121n-3HT3hG6LQfRfmDuljQI7kufaX6Qzxau2Mm/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoOBMopTGvmBjZ_my0QXWHgPZF72_ohquO4ulDgteCO88mrj8sXmTxAtmiigoE9e0Rom1ic4sbGh4IojNYtpi6_nqZAh4rPGEH90Z3xDeYVhhtdT3stdYwTEFvx5HjMgmXQRjZfYbfBTp5/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768280419678210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoOBMopTGvmBjZ_my0QXWHgPZF72_ohquO4ulDgteCO88mrj8sXmTxAtmiigoE9e0Rom1ic4sbGh4IojNYtpi6_nqZAh4rPGEH90Z3xDeYVhhtdT3stdYwTEFvx5HjMgmXQRjZfYbfBTp5/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+037.jpg" border="0" /></a> This little girl is sunblocked up. She has a UV protection hat. And that's an umbrella I brought along that I held over her whenever we didn't have shade.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcwR0Fuh_YfyRA6KcUoe6KqTr3t62rZ7dxLLm949vMO3mQzmnFmf1x9IYAI3hzy0yc2kusu99YCVwCZWmShi7YFUL_lHjInuS2My1Wh61MWVPQP_-AWNU7iA4k1zC3QlIzrLROs-XGjTW_/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768280513803282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcwR0Fuh_YfyRA6KcUoe6KqTr3t62rZ7dxLLm949vMO3mQzmnFmf1x9IYAI3hzy0yc2kusu99YCVwCZWmShi7YFUL_lHjInuS2My1Wh61MWVPQP_-AWNU7iA4k1zC3QlIzrLROs-XGjTW_/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+048.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbTiCEus6bKffwkyirJ2hfayEqv79zMl4rOdVy_3nMvR9tvyoblmlULPXIhyXa3H40dr-GuVejMtYrZE-f0AGkj-hwzGtVwYO-WR8tyUP6XfcJXcEvCX0ioyvyAMvHLWy52O1oHJl78lfX/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+049.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768275811881202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbTiCEus6bKffwkyirJ2hfayEqv79zMl4rOdVy_3nMvR9tvyoblmlULPXIhyXa3H40dr-GuVejMtYrZE-f0AGkj-hwzGtVwYO-WR8tyUP6XfcJXcEvCX0ioyvyAMvHLWy52O1oHJl78lfX/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+049.jpg" border="0" /></a> We got so comfortable checking in to the Kaiser tent, Scott even made himself a plate of food and began chowing down, that we missed the start of the walk. There was a huge crowd by the start line when we looked so we didn't even budge, but it turns out that the crowd was the kiddie crowd that would walk a truncated route around the park. Um, the other members of Team Slugger thought the truncated route sounded ideal, especially John-John who couldn't find sneakers so was wearing slippers. But, unfortunately, they're with me. I felt like we told people we were doing a 5 mile walk, so we should be doing a 5 mile walk. I love our friends. So, we set off on the full 5 mile route which starts at Kapiolani Park and turns around once you hit Ala Moana Beach Park.<br /></div><br /><div>Since we started so late after everyone else, I seriously think we were the last ones in the whole walk. Amazingly, we ran into Davidson and Candace who go to our church and were walking with their two fraternal twin boys, G and G. So Team Slugger and Team GG united. The first half of the walk was great. The rising sun was low enough that we were continuously in the shade from the buildings. However, on the way back, it was blazing hot and the sun was beating down on us. We also ran into Hope Chapel's Women's Ministry Pastor Tami T. and her husband Mike in the walk. Tami told us that they were walking for Slugger too!!! So sweet!<br /><br />Here's Team Slugger and Team GG finishing up the last half of the walk. Notice the hidden babies as we were constructing all sorts of tents to protect them from the sun.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2tL-OyoTHtKgAk8OdyJpds1C27sQlE7c1qg3Cpqf9wlcSg2Yz4k-HHpuCzggATuw2eeb0f5AxEzviCBZDQXdC-rWRME0o6q-cvH-9_XDwR2kN-zRKOrqsJ9GLPJkksxAe4ptIJczjlRLx/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599768268173687538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2tL-OyoTHtKgAk8OdyJpds1C27sQlE7c1qg3Cpqf9wlcSg2Yz4k-HHpuCzggATuw2eeb0f5AxEzviCBZDQXdC-rWRME0o6q-cvH-9_XDwR2kN-zRKOrqsJ9GLPJkksxAe4ptIJczjlRLx/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+057.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuv7QjVsb0rhIsLNjoaQX6rWXIPe-yZWEjNC_LbrnWH7ra34STpRPAd_5AQh0A_op81g4o3a9Y3y1jXo1F6mxEKzIebBfeAzT9mttyenKJYPRX8Ry4shopOk1RsiT5cUKDujK5TUWsYjEy/s1600/2011-04-23+08.48.13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599767782653839490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuv7QjVsb0rhIsLNjoaQX6rWXIPe-yZWEjNC_LbrnWH7ra34STpRPAd_5AQh0A_op81g4o3a9Y3y1jXo1F6mxEKzIebBfeAzT9mttyenKJYPRX8Ry4shopOk1RsiT5cUKDujK5TUWsYjEy/s400/2011-04-23+08.48.13.jpg" border="0" /></a> But we finished!!!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>Longs Drug was a huge sponsor of the event and there was all sorts of swag that we could stuff into our goodie bags at the end. I was real excited about my chocolate pudding cup. Yum!!</div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>We collapsed under the Kaiser tent and rested our sore feet. And tried to take a team picture before we left.</div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>I brought my camera and I set up the shot. Got the focus, the exposure in Manual mode all down. Here's my test shot. Crissy and Todd are such goofs=)<br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmzchibt9ssv4-S4g-Lf_X7LxbylQNTykcq33SjgzWqKKN8Yt-ij12RuqVX58xdb9uDsD4faMyKKHsejOntXLCZTdtd95HRImYBQvoVA7T_fMDydsBrKFeLNSJNVYHTMjHiNkpT6g_qVxu/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+064.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599767778096705522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmzchibt9ssv4-S4g-Lf_X7LxbylQNTykcq33SjgzWqKKN8Yt-ij12RuqVX58xdb9uDsD4faMyKKHsejOntXLCZTdtd95HRImYBQvoVA7T_fMDydsBrKFeLNSJNVYHTMjHiNkpT6g_qVxu/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+064.jpg" border="0" /></a> Then I asked a lady nearby if she could take our picture. My dSLR looks intimidating but I had it all configured from my test shot so I told her she just had to stand where I pointed, point the camera at us, and click the button.<br /></div><br /><div>I do not want to make fun of her. But, it just goes to show you how cameras have changed so much that they have changed the common experience. I huddled into the team slugger group and the lady held the camera up and then said "wait, where's the picture?" She was looking for a live-view picture on the LCD screen that we've all become accustomed to because of digital point and shoots. I don't have live view on my rebel so I told her "you're going to have to look through the viewfinder." She still didn't seem to understand but she started clicking away. And this is what she got.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIGHTh856YOFELPv4q2DW2pt6oLOJg8Ww99asEmq1fcV1zh3FfR7bzs9MPtKIx1c6pZ9FqcNJmII5iT2oa6-VzdZ15AO4inj3CMMcXKqOE43LMDbgVdQpLKVnIwpd2Oq5QXiEBNjWk48Bs/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+065.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599767774521008770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIGHTh856YOFELPv4q2DW2pt6oLOJg8Ww99asEmq1fcV1zh3FfR7bzs9MPtKIx1c6pZ9FqcNJmII5iT2oa6-VzdZ15AO4inj3CMMcXKqOE43LMDbgVdQpLKVnIwpd2Oq5QXiEBNjWk48Bs/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+065.jpg" border="0" /></a> Oh, this made me laugh when I scrolled through. She took about 10 tries and thankfully, the very last one came out. I think it's so funny that people don't know about or how to use the viewfinder anymore. We've been spoiled by these fancy cameras and camera phones.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJgTwlGSjiJ114IzaHrfp0reIuojPBuaP9UJcnrsX0EY43GOu3tauFFoPL_xPTgUMFsqb6EG6sH55CII-DuLam40g2VYb494AagJxyMYWCM7wnBQFZ54Yx5zUzVjAnQ5yCXTv6LMeHS01/s1600/march+of+dimes+2011+070.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599767776861285890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJgTwlGSjiJ114IzaHrfp0reIuojPBuaP9UJcnrsX0EY43GOu3tauFFoPL_xPTgUMFsqb6EG6sH55CII-DuLam40g2VYb494AagJxyMYWCM7wnBQFZ54Yx5zUzVjAnQ5yCXTv6LMeHS01/s400/march+of+dimes+2011+070.jpg" border="0" /></a>[From left to right]Scott, me, John-John "rubbah slippahs brah," Todd, and Crissy "listened to a sports game on her earphones the whole walk and ignored us=)" </div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>PS. We were blessed to find that we all got Kaiser shirts since we were signed up under the Kaiser Team. But I opted to wear the shirt that I was already wearing. Look, I just happened to choose the right color that morning. I fit right in.</div><br /><div><br />[Click on picture below to see how much money we raised. + a pic of Slugger in her cute Easter dress]<br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVYw7VrJWsIJ-n_hU8YO_fTHIW8cc5A5PGqedP74y8b-MiX7VJHwFOO4UpGSvYvK6BnkSJSf7CLjnuF7VN6TbvMgR757QCnN6wid2GLEGYLQE63xqqI4oHMlxS_EPdbIbMm9PFIspYTNKk/s1600/last+slide.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599767770739719602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVYw7VrJWsIJ-n_hU8YO_fTHIW8cc5A5PGqedP74y8b-MiX7VJHwFOO4UpGSvYvK6BnkSJSf7CLjnuF7VN6TbvMgR757QCnN6wid2GLEGYLQE63xqqI4oHMlxS_EPdbIbMm9PFIspYTNKk/s400/last+slide.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-6201519829393523712011-04-16T14:04:00.000-07:002011-04-18T17:05:05.573-07:00Slugger's Visit to the CardiologistSlugger and Astro had echos of their heart done the day they were born and everything looked A-okay. But right before Slugger's discharge from the NICU, they detected a heart murmur which led them to discover she had a small hole in the septum (<em>wall</em>) between her left and right atrium chambers. ASD, <em>atrial septum defect.</em> We were told to watch her and they would check close to her first year. Dr. S. told us that it was very likely the hole would close on it's own. So, we've been waiting and waiting and we finally got to take her in for her follow-up with the cardiologist. This is Slugger pre-appointment. She's calming herself with a few good chomps on the thumb. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDyTV1OI-ddHvrrEtaXYKA-JynxrcViu_cTrraXmH9MExBRr7ShZVFgkmwq-AykOwvvIywKkVqFurDcK8Jtj2NVgeQ8iI0pl7INBsaIZOkF57OHCh7f04MK-ew58PoPc6nFLYipvrmEO_E/s1600/Ultra+echo+pre+test.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596278478197756130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDyTV1OI-ddHvrrEtaXYKA-JynxrcViu_cTrraXmH9MExBRr7ShZVFgkmwq-AykOwvvIywKkVqFurDcK8Jtj2NVgeQ8iI0pl7INBsaIZOkF57OHCh7f04MK-ew58PoPc6nFLYipvrmEO_E/s400/Ultra+echo+pre+test.jpg" /></a> The doctor listened to her chest with a stethoscope and told us it sounded good. Stethoscope? That's it? We've been waiting for months, where's that ultrasound machine you call an echocardiogram? Well, apparently, they can't usually do echos on such small infants because the babies won't lie still for them. They have to sedate the babies which, of course, we don't want to do. The doctor said "<em>well, maybe we can try..." YES!!!</em> I'll keep her still. So they took us into that dreaded room. That part wasn't fun. The room that I was in when a man in a white coat with kind eyes told me that my little girl was dying. That room that I still had to spend hours in every other week while they watched Rory grow and develop. I have every inch of the wallpaper border memorized, every bulletin posted on the wall. It was weird to return to that room. That room was also my quality time with Rory. They barely scanned Astro and Slugger. Instead, it was just 45 mintues of doing nothing but watching Rory jump around, getting elbowed in the head by some sister (<em>usually Slugger)</em>. Slugger had to lie down for her echo so I snuggled up beside her to try to keep her still. We gave her the pacifier (<em>which we usually save for the emergency public breakdowns) </em>and I let her watch videos on my phone. Sadly, the only thing I had was the movie <em>Avatar</em> which came with the phone. I don't even like the movie. I just replayed the parts that had the forest scene with glow-in the dark plants. Surprisingly, she watched it calmly. Slugger did so good. Yes, she might have pulled on the probes a little and taken one off. Yes, she tried to take over the ultrasound wand drifting over her chest, grabbing it and pushing the tech's hand away. But after her curiousity wore off, she calmly lay there...even falling asleep for a bit. That's my girl!!! Just as the tech was finishing, Slugger woke up and firmly pushed the wand away. She knew time was up. Excuse the grainy pictures, the room is kept very dark. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bdswfVkBSpth8wCG5thElQ5vMg0LyyBjvrEo8dkfog9z-nTkdpuhHDBYfwvJ34pAiNR0gqQMTzo3lmsjHrXgDtPE9hWiaxmIV4TLP0nlBpE5QcDiES3guKCTrBBRAt-eGKXQw_5u1fl9/s1600/Echo+Appt..jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596278477052941330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8bdswfVkBSpth8wCG5thElQ5vMg0LyyBjvrEo8dkfog9z-nTkdpuhHDBYfwvJ34pAiNR0gqQMTzo3lmsjHrXgDtPE9hWiaxmIV4TLP0nlBpE5QcDiES3guKCTrBBRAt-eGKXQw_5u1fl9/s400/Echo+Appt..jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAXaNOzSJyhbXW4GRiOmzDDenF8qgWbURtepu_DfmZ6db3RwJcRH7aSz8gH2Y9NhLkGW_Hz7SSajWGuec7dRqH2Cwcu28zhjb2u7ZRoo4zcJjP8eone-EdcAxu0ULqeWRUfkNDCWdJW10m/s1600/echo+test.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596278203179329202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAXaNOzSJyhbXW4GRiOmzDDenF8qgWbURtepu_DfmZ6db3RwJcRH7aSz8gH2Y9NhLkGW_Hz7SSajWGuec7dRqH2Cwcu28zhjb2u7ZRoo4zcJjP8eone-EdcAxu0ULqeWRUfkNDCWdJW10m/s400/echo+test.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFzsY7o1qjNkmuBWrA-KyjrpTctbqZHUUxNaRBuFABemwCt4AWQBCHoe-uvfb9l0JnwJfkULiGESEXYDGgZWx12efbJFQQqaTEbs9UvI7vswhJtmOzsm0D95WMOFB3J3wZkLPWu2k2jmP/s1600/During+echo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596278201952405938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFzsY7o1qjNkmuBWrA-KyjrpTctbqZHUUxNaRBuFABemwCt4AWQBCHoe-uvfb9l0JnwJfkULiGESEXYDGgZWx12efbJFQQqaTEbs9UvI7vswhJtmOzsm0D95WMOFB3J3wZkLPWu2k2jmP/s400/During+echo.jpg" /></a>The doctor came in to talk to us afterward and Scott said as he saw the doctor coming towards us <em>"It's never a good sign when they're bringing a model of a heart with them</em>." </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Too true. <strong>Bad news:</strong> the hole is still there. </div><br /><div>The <strong>good news:</strong> It's tiny small. There's still a chance that it may close up on it's own. Usually, if they're going to close up, they'll do so by 16-18 months of age. It is also so small that it's not affecting her. There's no enlargement of any chambers, no leakage, her lungs are clear. Even if it never closes up, as long as it doesn't get larger, we still may not ever have to address it. The doctor said she can play sports, she can go on to have children of her own.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So, we'll check again in another year and half. The doctor insisted that since she's so young that it may close up, he can't even really truly diagnose it as a heart defect yet. He clearly said repeatedly to treat her normal. I don't know what meant exactly in reference to a 9 month old baby. She's not ordinary...she's extraordinary.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Here's baby and daddy post-appt. It was a long appt.</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXFmNeh8VuZ3WyCZsGZHM4ybSiSqmoMRsFfeLp-ye2l8IVsZNVytuGPi8VUD7wPTgw2mOFAPTAzJwRTX0HsaPWok9Fawx6g2m9vyPXWMB6fIezi2SUfNntqgXvbgm878ur55XIeZfb_vjS/s1600/after+echo+bw.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596278192926199442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXFmNeh8VuZ3WyCZsGZHM4ybSiSqmoMRsFfeLp-ye2l8IVsZNVytuGPi8VUD7wPTgw2mOFAPTAzJwRTX0HsaPWok9Fawx6g2m9vyPXWMB6fIezi2SUfNntqgXvbgm878ur55XIeZfb_vjS/s400/after+echo+bw.jpg" /></a> But Slugger cheered up immediately when we stopped by the NICU and saw her aunties: Alex, Amy, Aileen, and Dina. Robin, Dr. Chiu, and Laura came outside after the picture was taken. </div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx5GFMBRlNwTptxRnxVC6A3Ar01xJRs2Hc9Zjk618xrJRONjWrC1A7F5ji5rp1cpmYFZ9MooabuAm30HjNHA4EAbLz5bO3LcNAgePCptIgHXWL5DdzgMvnu4f29RUCWeiB_Z5-P7T_Ahep/s1600/NICU+visit.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596278186678483186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx5GFMBRlNwTptxRnxVC6A3Ar01xJRs2Hc9Zjk618xrJRONjWrC1A7F5ji5rp1cpmYFZ9MooabuAm30HjNHA4EAbLz5bO3LcNAgePCptIgHXWL5DdzgMvnu4f29RUCWeiB_Z5-P7T_Ahep/s400/NICU+visit.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><div>Read how numerous organizations have become household names for our family in this <a href="http://heheardmycall.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-means-something-now.html">blog entry</a> and why we are so excited to be able to give by participating in the March For Babies.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>And please visit our March of Dimes pages to support us in our walk to battle birth defects, premature birth, and infant mortality.</div><br /><div><a href="http://www.marchforbabies.com/For_daddys_girls">Scott's</a> March For Babies Pledge Site</div></div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-61447954576268833702011-04-16T13:07:00.001-07:002011-04-18T17:05:30.412-07:00It means something nowIn spring, I received an email from our friends' little girl, Kaiulani, asking for pledges to her Jump Rope For Heart. I participated in Jump Rope For Heart when I was a kid, but I kind of missed the point of it. I was a first grader at Haili Christian School in Hilo on the Big Island. We were sent home with the forms to raise pledges...asking adults we knew to pledge so much money for every minute we would jump rope. Then one day, we all went to the gym and we took turns jumping rope. I rocked at jumping rope, I sucked at raising money. I didn't really get the whole purpose of trying to raise money. I felt so bad for all the kids in line waiting to use my jump rope that I jumped for maybe a minute and then just stopped and handed the rope to the next kid. Hey, I was six...I didn't know. Now, I'm way older. And it was so easy to give online to Kaiulani's sponsor page. A few clicks and I was sent a confirmation email. Seriously, it didn't dawn on me until afterward that the American Heart Association was raising money for families like me. I don't know. When I heard heart research, I just thought of heart disease that affected elderly people. It didn't run in my family so I didn't really have a personal connection. I never knew about the children who are born with heart defects. 1 in 100 babies are born with a congenital heart defect. This little girl, Kaiulani, is helping raise money that is educating scientists and doctors on ways to help my baby girls. By doing that, Kaiulani has given me an amazing gift. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-E0EJ-6KGqXTH1qqNu1m7XgYGlqOb6Q7u1XiZ3tf42-JCx5IT7G-CNynQ6h_bKTb6L7nt7ZmmB1kTa9iN7gMcWpRmjh_pBBAf2QabcG06EEQywHHDhKdE1qXYMcGVSzyljL2h52oQoXX7/s1600/jump+rope+for+heart.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596278182216959698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-E0EJ-6KGqXTH1qqNu1m7XgYGlqOb6Q7u1XiZ3tf42-JCx5IT7G-CNynQ6h_bKTb6L7nt7ZmmB1kTa9iN7gMcWpRmjh_pBBAf2QabcG06EEQywHHDhKdE1qXYMcGVSzyljL2h52oQoXX7/s400/jump+rope+for+heart.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>A month later, on my usual drives through the McDonald's fast food lane, I looked down and saw that usual little box asking for money for the Ronald McDonald Home Charities. Wait, that applies to my family too. When we were faced with moving to San Diego if Rory was a candidate for heart surgery, we were told to look for a place to stay. Treatment would have taken up to a year and we thought at the time that we would have one little baby in the hospital and two at home with us. We were freaked out at the idea of having to find a place to stay so far from home. We were looking at applying to stay at the Ronald McDonald House. </div><br /><div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqwG8JPLJUkwoafBx7A_cfhkrnuRBbAzCkUVYV2jK6ARR3_Us8v6E14gZcRKJX2DM4Cyau5jkqFHm6mUdgF86ix2jeAl_nmjNNQdvwM20wUohqrc0nBV39jUZkU-sCfGrmkXKyPoK3HfFb/s1600/Ronald+McDonald+House+box.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596277100702830754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqwG8JPLJUkwoafBx7A_cfhkrnuRBbAzCkUVYV2jK6ARR3_Us8v6E14gZcRKJX2DM4Cyau5jkqFHm6mUdgF86ix2jeAl_nmjNNQdvwM20wUohqrc0nBV39jUZkU-sCfGrmkXKyPoK3HfFb/s400/Ronald+McDonald+House+box.jpg" /></a> I only knew Easter Seals because of their telethons. Now I know them as a wonderful organization committed to serving those with disabilities and working to help prevent it. They send physical and speech therapists to work month with Slugger in our home free of charge.</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmt8ZKJfJPlbcNOO-r0L4Mf4rel1hpnFriBYD581liKZA9s5Z5CA80SSB5hxJUpleBpA05vxnrt-aFuBpWdeI7OB-r38RrqfD3r3kziihrtjxHrOIfgSD69DcnDFRuNREa6QFgiLbwyNy4/s1600/seals.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596277095414129938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmt8ZKJfJPlbcNOO-r0L4Mf4rel1hpnFriBYD581liKZA9s5Z5CA80SSB5hxJUpleBpA05vxnrt-aFuBpWdeI7OB-r38RrqfD3r3kziihrtjxHrOIfgSD69DcnDFRuNREa6QFgiLbwyNy4/s400/seals.jpg" /></a> Lastly, there's the March of Dimes. They are committed to battling birth defects, premature births, and infant mortality. Their researched helped the development of Surfactant. Slugger's premature lungs were not ready for breathing. When she exhaled and they collapsed, the walls of the lungs would stick to each other and she wouldn't have been able to inhale, expanding those air sacs. She was given surfactant which acts as a lubricant across the lungs to keep air sacs open and minimize scarring. They also have a wonderful online support group for people with sick children or who have lost children. I spent a lot of time on it while Slugger was in the NICU.</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFSKfol7fQQdHSIIZOYvDFpzmoBP2-TseWuJ4EsJggo-MXG39ltPLedoVUTyoldANpW6yyog_zTxS-oqY-PuxXdx_a4jbYQhOljhn_pq_za9V2XoWIyw55EK2eOaVG5CksqklAkVpGFCq/s1600/mod.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596277088034571810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQFSKfol7fQQdHSIIZOYvDFpzmoBP2-TseWuJ4EsJggo-MXG39ltPLedoVUTyoldANpW6yyog_zTxS-oqY-PuxXdx_a4jbYQhOljhn_pq_za9V2XoWIyw55EK2eOaVG5CksqklAkVpGFCq/s400/mod.png" /></a> In one week, on Saturday, April 23rd, Scott, Slugger and I will be walking in the March of Dimes "March For Babies." We'll be walking 5 miles at Kapiolani Park to raise money for the March of Dimes.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My college friend, Yong, has done the March of Dimes walk annually for years now. He called me up last week and said he wants to walk for Slugger this year. For parents of preemies, it's an honor to put your child's name, gestational age at birth, and birth weight on your shirt for all to see. This year, we'll be celebrating Slugger. Sadly, there are a lot of parents who have shirts that are in honor of preemies who didn't make it (<em>which is why this walk is so important). </em>It's too soon for us to walk for the twins, we're not ready for that. But we can focus on the positive, and walk for Slugger. And next year, we hope to be walk for all our girls.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFhNUMpZM447FTL8rSdZrbegWaHo9Usc_uclN9SF34pwg15jnqGsUJ1rU_bT88SAeREtZumpjI4mmZcnpqgwsLDwXwL_zRYfo6FNjqCnfjK-v1Q4KbJIsrfglCFKMJrRzhajMVUY952y-k/s1600/tshirt+example.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596277085987355074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFhNUMpZM447FTL8rSdZrbegWaHo9Usc_uclN9SF34pwg15jnqGsUJ1rU_bT88SAeREtZumpjI4mmZcnpqgwsLDwXwL_zRYfo6FNjqCnfjK-v1Q4KbJIsrfglCFKMJrRzhajMVUY952y-k/s400/tshirt+example.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT45w2A1sxYADqDLLl3oe-_H_4Mp6lMg-tx9cKgGu0p4En5lPjUE8VO7hmYg7jeIygtz9uF3NO6SrhtFeO97vFRlWAbEv5hf0KKasHY_vt5340mJw6WggDBvjD5uc11snkPOonK8GjNF87/s1600/March+of+Dimes+Walk.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596277080837803090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT45w2A1sxYADqDLLl3oe-_H_4Mp6lMg-tx9cKgGu0p4En5lPjUE8VO7hmYg7jeIygtz9uF3NO6SrhtFeO97vFRlWAbEv5hf0KKasHY_vt5340mJw6WggDBvjD5uc11snkPOonK8GjNF87/s400/March+of+Dimes+Walk.jpg" /></a> We still haven't hit our goals YET, but I know we will. If you would like to pledge to our walk, please visit our pages</div><br /><div><a href="http://www.marchforbabies.com/For_daddys_girls">Scott's Pledge Site</a></div><br /><div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-86765939919234005102011-04-07T12:52:00.000-07:002011-04-18T17:06:00.359-07:008 Months Old Twirling her hair while she waits to grow<strong><u>Slugger</u></strong> <strong></strong><strong>Real Age:</strong> 8 months <strong>Adj. Age: </strong>5 months <strong>Weight:</strong> 15 lb. 0 oz. <strong>Milestones:</strong> -favorite thing to do while eating is to twirl her hair. If she can reach, she'll use both hands the whole time. -loves LOVES loves her exersaucer (that saucer went from TJ to Eden and now to Slugger) -great hand coordination as she reaches for and moves objects -loves to cuddle -either she's giving people kisses or exploring whether cheeks and jawlines produce milk -no stranger anxiety yet, she loves attention from anybody -sometimes starting to lean when she wants to go to somebody, and turning away when she doesn't Severe nausea made pregnancy last year pretty miserable but I really did love being pregnant. Strangers would treat you just a little bit more nicely, jump up to give you a chair or carry things for you. Open doors for you. Having a baby, and a cute baby at that, opens a totally different world. People smile at you as they pass you in the grocery aisle. You start up conversations with complete strangers in restaurants who also have their babies babbling away at the table. You exchange information like baby's ages and names. Babies just make people smile. I wish it was the way we all acted regardless of circumstance. After learning to roll, Slugger has kind of stalled in development this month. I'm hoping she's just gaining strength and gearing up to work on sitting and crawling. Fingers crossed. She's also in love with her exersaucer. I thought it might be too early but she can stay in that thing forever. We have to make it a point to take her out so she can get tummy time and work on her arm strength. She's a talker and loud. Sometimes, she seems to be just singing to herself. The most awesome thing that we love in this new stage is that she's starting to cuddle. She was never a baby that would fall asleep on you. She did it as a newborn but then dropped it like a bad habit. Even if she was sleeping, if you tried to hold her against your shoulder, her head would spring up and her eyes would be wide open trying to catch the action. Now, she will sometimes put her head on your shoulder and she talks to herself. I never want to get up off the couch when she's willing to snuggle. Sigh, happy heart. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht955RVUl9QVofaWQx2bJ2R1xSHYbk9w5LvWsJcN3j-PLyBT8S41MexnPW6gh_Lz9m7rt4WI9uRzhn1BuOs9CJ3-h7h2YhhpJW5RHXaArdEE1AANE3O2q6jPjtyednMqw1BAnou9zaMDiK/s1600/Slugger+8+months-023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592937264332410050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht955RVUl9QVofaWQx2bJ2R1xSHYbk9w5LvWsJcN3j-PLyBT8S41MexnPW6gh_Lz9m7rt4WI9uRzhn1BuOs9CJ3-h7h2YhhpJW5RHXaArdEE1AANE3O2q6jPjtyednMqw1BAnou9zaMDiK/s400/Slugger+8+months-023.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglUvQz0XVJs_Z10eN9SH7cjRTg-kdmPpvS6PEQO41yILuuqTX0rr_ryQvDGPP2gk4ZhV9Gwy4XawUpgh7QmzUUkjnZdRqmBoF_EpZTgueLDgaCWcBKAVtjbOMMb5qoo3Ic4YtcffDzGdKs/s1600/Slugger+8+months-005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592937260666245618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglUvQz0XVJs_Z10eN9SH7cjRTg-kdmPpvS6PEQO41yILuuqTX0rr_ryQvDGPP2gk4ZhV9Gwy4XawUpgh7QmzUUkjnZdRqmBoF_EpZTgueLDgaCWcBKAVtjbOMMb5qoo3Ic4YtcffDzGdKs/s400/Slugger+8+months-005.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYUB6vqzs1T2-v2dCmMG_8oYkjx7FtPXsneSj4D5dF1iSNzHdKWHTEmbIy2l9OE8ZvqEuXzerXCwMdHftEHweeGmLck4LzNXSjt80rDs1vWvYZW7H6SQ05XQknY2MnEMESycUluvx2nvs/s1600/Slugger+8+months-017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592937257902637890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYUB6vqzs1T2-v2dCmMG_8oYkjx7FtPXsneSj4D5dF1iSNzHdKWHTEmbIy2l9OE8ZvqEuXzerXCwMdHftEHweeGmLck4LzNXSjt80rDs1vWvYZW7H6SQ05XQknY2MnEMESycUluvx2nvs/s400/Slugger+8+months-017.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk9eY7VBpMcPON52jq75VTjmq_L_59SKumnoY57h7Tm6MpxF5iuOzl55dLJAB0V7bwX5vRYB1tV1FsQxVkQpmATxFlGpyzEIBkn8eSUysINXkH6KIRDyWnKmnlq9FtIzzkDBWp5H8EHMPA/s1600/Slugger+8+months-016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592937250459210642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk9eY7VBpMcPON52jq75VTjmq_L_59SKumnoY57h7Tm6MpxF5iuOzl55dLJAB0V7bwX5vRYB1tV1FsQxVkQpmATxFlGpyzEIBkn8eSUysINXkH6KIRDyWnKmnlq9FtIzzkDBWp5H8EHMPA/s400/Slugger+8+months-016.JPG" /></a> She had her first trip into the ocean. My friend Kristina came with me and we drove forever to Ko Olina Lagoons. I thought that place is always sunny and hot and should be warm enough for Slugger. But that day had high wind advisory so it was kind of cold. Slugger and I lathered up with sunscreen. Slugger was sporting a rash guard from Uncle John and wearing a UV hat. She loved the water ,although the poor thing made sour faces when she got salt water in her mouth.</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIu9IkEElTsuHBE21gobTgifr7IynKsHj9uROLuXPvK1NX36J9DO7o1MCSKGGha3660FHlaZrn93nFLtbj41LDYKBUu9FQ75fIrOJDf38kgeDD7Lk48qh6rOGppqmphyu34mVE_U9qJaVA/s1600/2011-03-24+15.19.40.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592937238729930466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIu9IkEElTsuHBE21gobTgifr7IynKsHj9uROLuXPvK1NX36J9DO7o1MCSKGGha3660FHlaZrn93nFLtbj41LDYKBUu9FQ75fIrOJDf38kgeDD7Lk48qh6rOGppqmphyu34mVE_U9qJaVA/s400/2011-03-24+15.19.40.jpg" /></a> The scary part was when I was rinsing her off in the shower. She got so cold and I had the hardest time warming her up. Her entire feet and hands were so blue, all the way up to her ankles and wrists. I had to screw the fear of UV radiation and place her right in the sun as I toweled her off briskly. Thanks to Leena for giving me the tip to take jug of hot water with me to bathe her in and to keep her towel warm. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZfE2o1pIjnBEKSOd5yzmAjap9uVsO_HSWIrWnt5KEoH4ZZHQGV1JmCPedn9cmUucLAYCx32xJwXnSrKZ2AEvGHxNtdFUylZmaHuhfsMLHeJcrjIrmq7_4B1ZDXDX3dJ1ziab3RBHJ1ku/s1600/2011-03-24+15.13.52.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934777045697522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZfE2o1pIjnBEKSOd5yzmAjap9uVsO_HSWIrWnt5KEoH4ZZHQGV1JmCPedn9cmUucLAYCx32xJwXnSrKZ2AEvGHxNtdFUylZmaHuhfsMLHeJcrjIrmq7_4B1ZDXDX3dJ1ziab3RBHJ1ku/s400/2011-03-24+15.13.52.jpg" /></a> Slugger also went to her one of her besties, LP, 's first birthday party. Here is Slugger right outside the jumpie castle. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij67at2leTXv3xCHumdQkLzuTd-T15U8CIW-c5ANLRykSaV3xlOtb393GGQx01FFYUhH6QSPp1kC5Zql5ypWlk8sQncC9SxYNo6GW2U8rp99nR9H0q11M5-nieFVcDBcAnN1lfwwKYrWOx/s1600/casey+happy+at+lexie+party.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934774621209986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij67at2leTXv3xCHumdQkLzuTd-T15U8CIW-c5ANLRykSaV3xlOtb393GGQx01FFYUhH6QSPp1kC5Zql5ypWlk8sQncC9SxYNo6GW2U8rp99nR9H0q11M5-nieFVcDBcAnN1lfwwKYrWOx/s400/casey+happy+at+lexie+party.jpg" /></a> Here is Slugger when she realized that no one was going to take her in the jumpee castle. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvAoIH-ntdtDsCiyDba1QN2i11_j3Y-DcZlad_XRrsgWlshHuET4Xp2ZKCc88Bb_zYIb1CTOtO6rWBEQZj-_rHKdBNM95hmv4NTu1B2suAzv1yraQOi7BazLoY6H7eOFcu4VY0U4RXjxJN/s1600/Casey+mad+at+jumpie+castle.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934773189719282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvAoIH-ntdtDsCiyDba1QN2i11_j3Y-DcZlad_XRrsgWlshHuET4Xp2ZKCc88Bb_zYIb1CTOtO6rWBEQZj-_rHKdBNM95hmv4NTu1B2suAzv1yraQOi7BazLoY6H7eOFcu4VY0U4RXjxJN/s400/Casey+mad+at+jumpie+castle.jpg" /></a> We also spent some quality time with the family, especially the grandparents. We went out to dinner with Scott's family to try to celebrate Slugger's Grandpa Pat's birthday (we're going to have a second try at a real birthday dinner). Here's Slugger with Papa (Scott's grandpa). <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVR9vrnJjdn81NSaemPdgPoTlYiAiYPSh3MtDlE0Tt2Enm7AndlzSHgmt5iDiZv19jTX_dSif9uslolKNdwtP0GV3567XOaaqJIyBYk_-aj38mi23YcTMDYC-Ggi0Y6nuANiJGJv_x32SG/s1600/206505_10150154907932671_555082670_7256841_6049194_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934766621761090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVR9vrnJjdn81NSaemPdgPoTlYiAiYPSh3MtDlE0Tt2Enm7AndlzSHgmt5iDiZv19jTX_dSif9uslolKNdwtP0GV3567XOaaqJIyBYk_-aj38mi23YcTMDYC-Ggi0Y6nuANiJGJv_x32SG/s400/206505_10150154907932671_555082670_7256841_6049194_n.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPYqDBV7HEvnOpnPbnkyQqhJInDrFeUvDk7DhdIc6E5EiEP3Qb7JRlNIU5sggHiGTYrDpBiaLqjc9A_-ol4DFJ7bn9kkmZcRvUJwS0v-_j-Ody7C2O3SrZwXsR6NHzRxSlpuK0L00wHS-Y/s1600/Slugger+8+months-031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934766700440626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPYqDBV7HEvnOpnPbnkyQqhJInDrFeUvDk7DhdIc6E5EiEP3Qb7JRlNIU5sggHiGTYrDpBiaLqjc9A_-ol4DFJ7bn9kkmZcRvUJwS0v-_j-Ody7C2O3SrZwXsR6NHzRxSlpuK0L00wHS-Y/s400/Slugger+8+months-031.JPG" /></a> Here's Slugger with Uncle Stanton and Ma (Scott's grandma). <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijp-xARyjZEtwpWjD6hxGWHUlIm1gn2HryUCqAF18d7fy6UtoFXcuu_4OJ6McuEq1RqgyzvhoZiCic_7SbnZsCz9IvnHY0rs1jrJ9Q7MwRW6JbJ1eNw_ZLt8jcird4jZEkuPZDobTTE-_0/s1600/Slugger+8+months-039.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934275752836898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijp-xARyjZEtwpWjD6hxGWHUlIm1gn2HryUCqAF18d7fy6UtoFXcuu_4OJ6McuEq1RqgyzvhoZiCic_7SbnZsCz9IvnHY0rs1jrJ9Q7MwRW6JbJ1eNw_ZLt8jcird4jZEkuPZDobTTE-_0/s400/Slugger+8+months-039.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFODNNBiKoUm2JZ4rvTJ_x21PvvkL4oipvQPf4hoGchAB7A5f19K5f5ZxaBpLPCGi1gsx9sKpfKB9PHH5dGj0NB9L0RwxqaRklZFUg4Jnits-9hFwfeWQSeqVFBUB4milL3C7yG5a7E1bH/s1600/Slugger+8+months-049.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934273851572690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFODNNBiKoUm2JZ4rvTJ_x21PvvkL4oipvQPf4hoGchAB7A5f19K5f5ZxaBpLPCGi1gsx9sKpfKB9PHH5dGj0NB9L0RwxqaRklZFUg4Jnits-9hFwfeWQSeqVFBUB4milL3C7yG5a7E1bH/s400/Slugger+8+months-049.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DoQGEiGXfmrH2umvN6bfhRyzldLD6stEpMQZOQ1DejxifgfvfOB607lJOpzLca07Oog2Wop_xLgHeJOR8NHRh3dbcmM2GxIqE8GdxqmUCHTCA_Gdtd54KJc8yBpzCd0BA3L440QIatWg/s1600/Slugger+8+months-027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934269869396738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4DoQGEiGXfmrH2umvN6bfhRyzldLD6stEpMQZOQ1DejxifgfvfOB607lJOpzLca07Oog2Wop_xLgHeJOR8NHRh3dbcmM2GxIqE8GdxqmUCHTCA_Gdtd54KJc8yBpzCd0BA3L440QIatWg/s400/Slugger+8+months-027.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnobwVY0gXMq2p_l64_xbXFTgMCEzuFcxmReDSW3uPlD0C4BxnrsejkQs3ww33ej8I4Q3qPPxBqqlH34qY54zerosLFmAzhdvPJpbEDwSVP9vpQnYRdJM2VjrWEa51zznRVxXTlgaednUt/s1600/Slugger+8+months-025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934258029412130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnobwVY0gXMq2p_l64_xbXFTgMCEzuFcxmReDSW3uPlD0C4BxnrsejkQs3ww33ej8I4Q3qPPxBqqlH34qY54zerosLFmAzhdvPJpbEDwSVP9vpQnYRdJM2VjrWEa51zznRVxXTlgaednUt/s400/Slugger+8+months-025.JPG" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdndQPnjo5cmibiOXE2sY4-wgQbGba14Hhsdjg6puSvjMrIO-W2MkjYddS4wvbe7dR4OGnQEfyJJlUQuwiJE-YebMDSfud9Jsh_UuBf7fT0awtjJsGNLoFmOLzRXB8XFZYUCDcxsOA2n_v/s1600/Slugger+8+months-026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592934250778180338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdndQPnjo5cmibiOXE2sY4-wgQbGba14Hhsdjg6puSvjMrIO-W2MkjYddS4wvbe7dR4OGnQEfyJJlUQuwiJE-YebMDSfud9Jsh_UuBf7fT0awtjJsGNLoFmOLzRXB8XFZYUCDcxsOA2n_v/s400/Slugger+8+months-026.JPG" /></a> For a week, Slugger went through a phase where she would suck her lips in and I called it her "grandma" face. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6wfg9x9TzsoPfPMfQkUL4pwmAmobhZpy0PDOmVS71kJppslU3I5AFTlOyEr7QK0SifWAvp-sN50Kgtb0Pm9f_Feqa1W6v9ISKrveJdbeGluPhFN2dkOGGIS8ffQVy8df7vO7xbgmeAA_/s1600/2011-03-27+18.06.52.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592933330410811762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg6wfg9x9TzsoPfPMfQkUL4pwmAmobhZpy0PDOmVS71kJppslU3I5AFTlOyEr7QK0SifWAvp-sN50Kgtb0Pm9f_Feqa1W6v9ISKrveJdbeGluPhFN2dkOGGIS8ffQVy8df7vO7xbgmeAA_/s400/2011-03-27+18.06.52.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVJcWky3yz7vwJKQ4B2jK_3Uvjh-4xhVUSa3jdTC33QCQMEj7fpYbmWuv81mBJ0fUoUaYVjZcsEBAyIDwm35STCxfewhSJLmmmibfXXF4msCKTDw0SLw8MwqyWfldpFrtD7MDvthu5lXQ4/s1600/2011-04-02+10.18.50.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592933322006641874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVJcWky3yz7vwJKQ4B2jK_3Uvjh-4xhVUSa3jdTC33QCQMEj7fpYbmWuv81mBJ0fUoUaYVjZcsEBAyIDwm35STCxfewhSJLmmmibfXXF4msCKTDw0SLw8MwqyWfldpFrtD7MDvthu5lXQ4/s400/2011-04-02+10.18.50.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwh8Xi6Ng_V-Nna6qOyxBUanZEYZ-VOuOlD83iAJL1cWVH_W-pA0USwhy0kjKuk2Rax-bFiPfcEiA1FKo_aSqBxbZBSWkpGhoVgwrW5dtauDOLVESo2BS8H8YW2dHKo7YqE-QEDcUtcmeN/s1600/2011-04-02+10.20.15.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592933318633122946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwh8Xi6Ng_V-Nna6qOyxBUanZEYZ-VOuOlD83iAJL1cWVH_W-pA0USwhy0kjKuk2Rax-bFiPfcEiA1FKo_aSqBxbZBSWkpGhoVgwrW5dtauDOLVESo2BS8H8YW2dHKo7YqE-QEDcUtcmeN/s400/2011-04-02+10.20.15.jpg" /></a> Thank goodness, that phase is over. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVI1wT5vRPHQ_LqJsdX1mn9TOF3hB4SOq8xM__jrA0jvFAOVkuJmXvtDCsqq4ceYqQOSu4Qf8Ci5jS4xIBd1Fp8qotXxOisMf_0k7QxusNlzCnkHfAy3qsZ1-cUp15z0LxIAyCCImwcnyZ/s1600/2011-04-06+12.57.18.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592933314247639938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVI1wT5vRPHQ_LqJsdX1mn9TOF3hB4SOq8xM__jrA0jvFAOVkuJmXvtDCsqq4ceYqQOSu4Qf8Ci5jS4xIBd1Fp8qotXxOisMf_0k7QxusNlzCnkHfAy3qsZ1-cUp15z0LxIAyCCImwcnyZ/s400/2011-04-06+12.57.18.jpg" /></a> In just 16 days, Scott, Slugger, and I will be walking in the March Of Dimes walk in support of raising money to fund research into premature babies. I'll talk more about this in an upcoming post. I would really appreciate any contributions (great or small). It's our first time doing this walk of course and we're not sure what goals we have, but we certainly want to aim big. <br /><div><a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/personal_page.asp?pp=3742060&ct=4&w=4786996&u=For_our_girls"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592933309497218434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAmZY-DlDzdRC5IE3IGx0NyxZrNnKw-6bGgScsLRKpMww-LOiRdwM-dRVfceB8rNf9qUAsPPWE0Tx7btD76FaKznUzK4GYEowJ4K1SenKBhlCxWcA6EzxV_RlYrDsEo8_lOl00MOAEfdmf/s400/March+of+Dimes+Walk.jpg" /></a> Go to our March of Dimes <a href="http://www.marchforbabies.org/For_daddys_girls">page</a> to donate. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>Prayer Requests:</strong></div><br /><div>-Able to hit our goal for raising pledge money for the March of Dimes walk</div><br /><div>-Slugger has her appt with the pediatric cardiologist next Friday. We'll be able to check on her heart defect. We're praying for the best news, that the hole has closed up and her heart murmur is gone. </div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-81695366362421946622011-03-18T05:16:00.000-07:002011-03-18T05:27:46.349-07:00It's been one year since.......we found out we were having twins. Little did we know.<br /><br />Scott and I were talking about couples and that first ultrasound and I started thinking about ours. It's hard because it's such an amazing feeling and there's such elation, especially our first ultrasound. That's when we learned we were having twins. One of the identical twins always hid behind the other one so it would be a month more before we would see all three. I always look at those pics and wonder which twin we were seeing. If I were to hazard a guess, I would say Allison just because of the positioning. It was literally one of the best days of our lives, and yet now I am reluctant to think about it because it reminds me that such a beautiful start had a different ending. Still, it was a beautiful and amazing day.<br /><br />I'm glad we're such huge journal addicts. So much of Slugger's journey and her sisters' journeys are documented. Here's my thoughts that I wrote a year ago on March 15th, 2010.<br /><br /><em>March 15, 2010</em><br />This morning, Scott and I went to the first ultrasound. Scott is soo good, he woke up extra early and was doing his devotions. Granted, I feel sick and tired, but I had this thought, I hope his faith gets us brownie points.<br /><br />The nurse at the IVF clinic who loves Scott practically giggled when she saw him in the hallway as we walked to our exam room. She hugged him and she hugged me too, but I think I was the afterthought.The doctor came in and sat down and began the exam. He had the ultrasound machine facing him so we couldn't see and I saw him just staring at the screen, and he was clicking some button and I thought....OMG, he can't even find a sac. It's empty. I was already starting to cry, not because I was that certain it was bad, but just because the emotions of the moment were so overwhelming. I realized how critical the next few minutes were going to be in our lives.<br /><br />Then I heard the nurse say "That's a positive, right, doctor?" And I saw him nod. Oh, the relief. He turned the machine to us and I saw two circles. My thorough education at google medical school, I realized that there were two sacs. Oh, I had thought we might have had two begin but one didn't make it which would explain why my HCG level went from above to just normal for a single pregnancy. He showed me the right and showed us the beautiful flicker of the heartbeat. He's so experienced at this. Tell me the good news, and then break it to us gently that we had a second one but it didn't make it.<br /><br />Then, he moves the scan to the second circle and says "here's the second pregnancy and right there..." and I saw another flickr.<br /><br />Two!!! Two babies. It was awesome. Scott leaned forward and we both were so shocked...we're having two. I said "really? I thought we were just having one...my hcg levels were not high enough for two." And the nurse nodded and said "yah, you're right. You're absolutely right." We didn't have the shocking high levels of HCG that you would expect in twins, but there they were, two little babies with hearts clearly beating.<br /><br />Scott had his videocamera so he taped the screen for a couple seconds although they printed out pictures anyway. Both babies are measuring 6w6d, perfect.It's awesome! it's like we just found out we're pregnant. This is the joy, that "aha" moment that we didn't really have when we found out we're pregnant. We kept looking at our ultrasound pictures...seeing two little blobs.<br /><br /><em>The end</em><br /><em></em><br />Slugger, that was the first time we got to see you and your sisters. It was the most beautiful sight, absolutely beautiful.keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-49526599012077882082011-03-18T05:01:00.000-07:002011-03-18T05:32:43.233-07:00Another Baby B like mineNext, we’ll be scheduling an appointment with Slugger's cardiologist. That’s a big one. That’s the one that I’ve been waiting for this whole time. After all we went through with Rory, I’m especially nervous about Slugger’s heart defect. Even just recently, I was captivated by that high school basketball player passed away after scoring the winning basket because of an enlarged heart. Even if Slugger seems fine now. Are we going to have to worry her whole lifetime? Are we going to have to keep her from playing sports or doing strenuous activities to keep her safe?<br /><br />There’s a couple whose <a href="http://www.astoryoftwomoms.blogspot.com/">blog</a> I followed while trying to become pregnant. They became pregnant just a week behind me and Scott. I read along as they went to the doctor’s appointment and were shocked to find they were having triplets. I remember thinking “Wow, that’s crazy.” Little did I know that just a few weeks later, Scott and I would be having our own “WHAT?” ultrasound. I even exchanged some emails with them. Our stories were just shockingly similar. We both did IVF. We both had a split resulting in identical twins and a fraternal twin. I would find out that we were having three girls. They found out they were having three boys. When the girls were born shockingly early and we lost Rory and Allison, it was painful to see any reminders of triplets. I stopped reading blogs but I kept this particular blog in my reader although it was difficult to see as their pregnancy went to 34 weeks (amazing for a triplet pregnancy). It was hard for me to see what I wanted my pregnancy to be like. I thought that I would unfollow once their boys were born.<br /><br />But their birth story brought about another commonality. My Baby B, Rory, my identical twin had a heart defect stemming from a complete blocked aortic valve. After birth, their Baby B, Linus, also one of their identical twins, was found to have a congenital heart defect, stemming from a 90% blocked valve. He has a lot of things going for him that Rory didn’t. He was born later and bigger. He had partial flow through the valve. They were able to use a less invasive balloon catheter procedures to try to open the flow. He’s had this procedure several times and been hospitalized several times but he’s also been able to go home.<br /><br />It's been conflicting emotions for me. Relief and amazement to see this little baby go home so strong like his brothers. But also jealousy that our stories are so similiar but, yet, sadly so different. Why couldn’t this have been my Rory? How come I couldn’t take my Rory home and see her grow and gain weight. How come I didn't get to see her smile?. I never got to hug her, she was too tiny to just wrap my arms around. Mixed emotions and yet I was riveted to Linus and his brothers' story. I've faithfully watched their family through their blog. And watching his journey has hammered home the reality of raising a baby with heart problems. It was one thing when the doctors first outlined what to expect if Rory had been able to go through treatment in San Diego. It’s another thing to see what it looks like. To see what your baby will look like in the hospital bed. To know that they're struggling to breathe as fluid bulds up in their lungs. Their bodies tiring out. What your baby will have to endure. Watching sweet-faced little Linus throughout his treatments has been tough. The damage to his heart has been significant and last week, they blogged that he had to go through open heart surgery. Remember that he is just a week behind Slugger. He's still so young and small.<br /><br />Linus does look a bit different from my little hapa Asian baby girls. But his little chubby arms and legs remind me of Slugger. So, when I see him in the hospital bed with wires and tubes…my heart breaks and I’m seeing Slugger (and Rory) in his place). I hate when Slugger cries when she gets a shot. I can't imagine seeing her go into surgery . The last update was that he is suffering complications after his surgery. I need for him to be okay. I need for him to pull through and get stronger and healthier. I have a hard time asking for prayers because I feel it's been a year of only doing that but it's all I can ask for today. Pray for Linus.keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-28021832614270209182011-03-18T04:35:00.001-07:002011-03-18T05:00:54.859-07:007.5 Months Old<strong><u>Slugger<br /></u>Real Age:</strong> 7 months 2 weeks old<br /><strong>Adj. Age:</strong> 4 months 2 weeks old<br /><br /><strong>Weight:</strong> 14 lb.<br /><strong>Milestones:</strong><br />-Rolls back to front easily<br />-Rolls stomach to back occasionally<br />-starting to prefer standing assisted rather than sitting<br />-reaches for and grabs objects<br />-Likes to rub her hair and ear when she eats<br />-bites anything she can put in her mouth<br />-now giggles in addition to laughing, I think her neck is ticklish<br />-does great on tummy time<br />-really seems to love reading books, she stares at the bright colors and illustrations<br /><br />Slugger had her first tsunami warning and she slept through the whole thing. She’s been through enough, natural disasters don’t phase her. I’m working overnight which is hard on the body but great for motherhood. I get to put her down for the night and leave immediately for work and I get home in the morning just as she’s waking up for her breakfast. It’s a hard shift but it’s awesome to see her wake up in the morning and she rewards me with a smile every time she sees me peeking over her crib.<br /><br />I can’t believe how fortunate we are that she’s remained healthy. One of the blogs I faithfully follow has quadruplets born a few months before Slugger. They came down with RSV for the 2nd time this winter and one of the quads ended up in the hospital. Thankfully, he’s out and all the babies are recovered. We are slowly introducing Slugger into our regular routine but faithfully armed with sanitizer and firm requests for everyone around us to wash their hands. We have such amazing friends. We usually don’t have to ask. Everyone immediately heads for a sink the minute Slugger comes near. Slugger is starting to recognize strangers. So, we’re trying to make sure she’s around our friends and family as much as possible. We meant to take her to church in March but it’s been too hard now that I am sleeping during the days.<br /><br />Last night, we took her to Ignite’s bowling at K-Bay Lanes. It hit me that the last time I went bowling was at the very same lanes, but Slugger was still in the hospital at the time. Now she’s home with us. She’s such a happy baby. She has a small bump on top of her head that I believe was a cyst. Her pediatrician agreed with us but wanted to send us to a dermatologist because cysts aren’t very common in such young babies. First thing the dermatologist asked us as Slugger smiled and laughed just looking at him “Is she always like this?” Yup. “Wow, she’s a really happy baby.” Yes she is!!! He went on to examine her head and told us that the cyst probably arose harmlessly from her head gear putting pressure on her skin. It’s nothing to worry about. I brought up these tiny skin bumps on her forearms that I swear just popped up the last couple of months. I was surprised when he asked “Did she have IV or transfusions in the hospital?” She had both. He says the tiny bumps are just scar tissue from that. Again, nothing to worry about. It was such a relief and I walked out of that appointment feeling like I could breathe again.<br /><br />And what you really are here for: Pics of Slugger. here she is today with today's current weight. She's sporting her St. Patty's green and she is part Irish (no thanks to Scott). I remembered to include her monkey buddy. he's wearing her preemie hat and diaper.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDezcRbFYxBy20tLbLB3QjE1gbqrXj6spLl5WqD4ch7o64F17uqndF10KNUpEMgVxE5AdAe_Phyz-4ItN25JAZ4IGk3ocDCfzaCm6hr19_UpxKOx2glI3TMV6AXgg9yQnwQmRG21uV3INU/s1600/IMG_7341.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585385164369162450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDezcRbFYxBy20tLbLB3QjE1gbqrXj6spLl5WqD4ch7o64F17uqndF10KNUpEMgVxE5AdAe_Phyz-4ItN25JAZ4IGk3ocDCfzaCm6hr19_UpxKOx2glI3TMV6AXgg9yQnwQmRG21uV3INU/s400/IMG_7341.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjik-hqzX1WCmmgOazKyvny2CpGgHJ8JiwelY3CX88HbC4w5oauvlSauYQoVj0zybC6qyItcJKyo16O_79XsDnlliln4TufZlgkwrw1ewkgkUAibS4dgf3fUQghkGiX-7WeY-RGxDcd87g5/s1600/IMG_7345.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585385158411322530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjik-hqzX1WCmmgOazKyvny2CpGgHJ8JiwelY3CX88HbC4w5oauvlSauYQoVj0zybC6qyItcJKyo16O_79XsDnlliln4TufZlgkwrw1ewkgkUAibS4dgf3fUQghkGiX-7WeY-RGxDcd87g5/s400/IMG_7345.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Some pictures from this past week in our living room.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixv3NU4a_zf3tsRXY9fWuCqfvg8X0TYlFlQBd4CwHbUQ2WVORW6eDWPX1Ev1wE-Wvr2kt2g-wneOUhrEiCOcQ0VQ2Nwy4RUFTblctZmIUl6QwqYBuVG9uqR8JITFLOaOcGkF7b-ge80ocW/s1600/IMG_6649.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585385147773668338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixv3NU4a_zf3tsRXY9fWuCqfvg8X0TYlFlQBd4CwHbUQ2WVORW6eDWPX1Ev1wE-Wvr2kt2g-wneOUhrEiCOcQ0VQ2Nwy4RUFTblctZmIUl6QwqYBuVG9uqR8JITFLOaOcGkF7b-ge80ocW/s400/IMG_6649.jpg" border="0" /></a> She definitely has Scott's eyes and mouth. But my looooong eyelashes!!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbliDuSMnBObcymJDJFwW58ZG9PNntI1HUrLXgqSLW6dwr7HkJwcyoIZZl4ECoxqdTm1RwWxymmRMl4qkNftHwcWSxmu5ejvaH9CIitTWxrZLLUqe4fgoZ8SP1nfO3LKB5ffYAumIgbaSn/s1600/IMG_6652.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585384789894995890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbliDuSMnBObcymJDJFwW58ZG9PNntI1HUrLXgqSLW6dwr7HkJwcyoIZZl4ECoxqdTm1RwWxymmRMl4qkNftHwcWSxmu5ejvaH9CIitTWxrZLLUqe4fgoZ8SP1nfO3LKB5ffYAumIgbaSn/s400/IMG_6652.jpg" border="0" /></a>She also sneezes a lot, just like me. Uh-oh.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9qJbuXdGegBxtJAfWrIdf8QSdjCmFNQkQQP_JmGE3-sb8SqGSnFNZCxhIuTtxvy8PZIBPaEKWlvrKT7bbmjqsfHDWJlMkBF1n5IWS7D2J8sb2FpJjuyZu4D7tmnoLJViVvDH3Jp_k92A0/s1600/IMG_6654.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585384778824996338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9qJbuXdGegBxtJAfWrIdf8QSdjCmFNQkQQP_JmGE3-sb8SqGSnFNZCxhIuTtxvy8PZIBPaEKWlvrKT7bbmjqsfHDWJlMkBF1n5IWS7D2J8sb2FpJjuyZu4D7tmnoLJViVvDH3Jp_k92A0/s400/IMG_6654.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXoy_ETrlvd7649znUYvrJ8331w_NJqrQ2pEt7lNvRrOr6W690yS1X_KJ9DOZ29u61FWkF8tVvkoesDt8BE3TCPij6bdH4NDyPYQyxDCdffYRZYKA00nDvVNwWpd6K0uibR6uPKncj9zgZ/s1600/IMG_6655.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585384776655117570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXoy_ETrlvd7649znUYvrJ8331w_NJqrQ2pEt7lNvRrOr6W690yS1X_KJ9DOZ29u61FWkF8tVvkoesDt8BE3TCPij6bdH4NDyPYQyxDCdffYRZYKA00nDvVNwWpd6K0uibR6uPKncj9zgZ/s400/IMG_6655.jpg" border="0" /></a> And she's in her drooly stage. I call her drooly julie.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWURPuw9KZC34by3kqZio95W9fLHneYPGSP2luEaJdnIGXPHqjOZzetxaTQc6nIhKQ5d1q5MB_TCksVJOunydhpZSJewK04grRkK9ulLCdJxhULv6XMHg-Sj6ibRDiuuksByuVjR1_UDMc/s1600/IMG_6663.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585384767200166738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWURPuw9KZC34by3kqZio95W9fLHneYPGSP2luEaJdnIGXPHqjOZzetxaTQc6nIhKQ5d1q5MB_TCksVJOunydhpZSJewK04grRkK9ulLCdJxhULv6XMHg-Sj6ibRDiuuksByuVjR1_UDMc/s400/IMG_6663.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here's a stop action of her turning over. She can do it both ways but she almost always does it just one direction.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrcgy-3CcOQ6CfkYf9UnhZMW7GfRdknzfKvE2i4Vz__YWQVqxxJAn9r9Hgx90WH5wqMzE92xBTx5RqkOnpAOyQHuOxkIk57Ml8Oa9_5SEZllkAUbgbJ4fsG7V-URruSUChRJet50_s5mxS/s1600/IMG_6665.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585383951031019122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrcgy-3CcOQ6CfkYf9UnhZMW7GfRdknzfKvE2i4Vz__YWQVqxxJAn9r9Hgx90WH5wqMzE92xBTx5RqkOnpAOyQHuOxkIk57Ml8Oa9_5SEZllkAUbgbJ4fsG7V-URruSUChRJet50_s5mxS/s400/IMG_6665.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhczAIarhwoD0n6TDYTZXRgsPBWTYgYcdkq0HRY39JEYBGyVKeP6lciytxfaCL_6tTLj44XtFm3Wup1I227JtrW9FTx9lo1NV4sQl5OazHCyIFQVhavqXMkrFUiBNUUJ0D0pB4J_x_TJSZU/s1600/IMG_6666.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585383948996467698" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv089eaYfjxOGbmn-qKmF2PDPdNiHQx16wLSWuI3P8KMDstb0rgcUBCc8s_OtlofM9La0seAiAqU6Upa9El8X2TiWyioM__HAmiClnsCRhAznoMJWneuUAQwvpeakleKPhvfXuZW_qR4zR/s400/IMG_6668.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5yhn8epAo6y1nARHxnd_ea4g0reTlXpbaLHV6J66zg1m0P5gLD3TUY84TyzNa097FNDqcN1gJd5PkEnptSaNDxnifEXEOFSV1X0LMZNY0PdNi926ElHgyb4m1wJmyUYg09jiIiRw88fe_/s1600/IMG_6669.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585383075076171266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5yhn8epAo6y1nARHxnd_ea4g0reTlXpbaLHV6J66zg1m0P5gLD3TUY84TyzNa097FNDqcN1gJd5PkEnptSaNDxnifEXEOFSV1X0LMZNY0PdNi926ElHgyb4m1wJmyUYg09jiIiRw88fe_/s400/IMG_6669.jpg" border="0" /></a>Some pics with daddy in our third bedroom where I love the light.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMNtMLFwX0opyt07K1oBFZZxr486bjcOQboromIiWRsdr7qZf_48VFKeojEAv_H9dWpAyseDMF8cDYFFLVIq7WLMAbmgAmprwAl462xn1QtI_74-st_slgv3ngcSM5LAzEPIGmzXaEtp6C/s1600/IMG_6697.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585383072473936882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMNtMLFwX0opyt07K1oBFZZxr486bjcOQboromIiWRsdr7qZf_48VFKeojEAv_H9dWpAyseDMF8cDYFFLVIq7WLMAbmgAmprwAl462xn1QtI_74-st_slgv3ngcSM5LAzEPIGmzXaEtp6C/s400/IMG_6697.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1DBnyGesFEvra-INrLIb-AU5y9ZaHEE8jYj-Hxdb31y-eQPVr3C4AvDzWygl4_vZw-wS4jx98vJCJsCoOZNu5Ed10WOULEYAYftxcR7c_WVNkR2QSCNSWJeUxHDOyIaj88yCktKGb-My1/s1600/IMG_6700.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585383060485051538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1DBnyGesFEvra-INrLIb-AU5y9ZaHEE8jYj-Hxdb31y-eQPVr3C4AvDzWygl4_vZw-wS4jx98vJCJsCoOZNu5Ed10WOULEYAYftxcR7c_WVNkR2QSCNSWJeUxHDOyIaj88yCktKGb-My1/s400/IMG_6700.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRitqUq5PXmYWXmRn7JyIXbI-JFnV5u5GWX_KsOGPLrLm-uuUjKN-FUa1wIX3xFMcCaYl-0PkK29TWsvaKE53AR8LVKqdWdjsh7O8g_DX4qp6aPg3jkjHSrktaV8kvHyA3RPxPSYU_cTca/s1600/IMG_6711-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585383057043333858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRitqUq5PXmYWXmRn7JyIXbI-JFnV5u5GWX_KsOGPLrLm-uuUjKN-FUa1wIX3xFMcCaYl-0PkK29TWsvaKE53AR8LVKqdWdjsh7O8g_DX4qp6aPg3jkjHSrktaV8kvHyA3RPxPSYU_cTca/s400/IMG_6711-2.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-17518270731307116732011-03-02T01:17:00.000-08:002011-03-02T01:17:15.923-08:00I'm tired...roll overWhat a day!!! An awesome awesome day. Ever since, Slugger hit 3 months adjusted, I've been telling her that I want her to roll over. That was our goal for the month. Scott and I have kind of a competitive bet to see who would be with her when she finally blasted that milestone. She's been getting so close but always gets stuck. This morning, I was late meeting someone because I spent 20 minutes videotaping slugger thinking she was finally going to roll over but she never quite made it the entire way.<br /><br />Later, I was trying to get ready to go to the library and I had to run outside to hang the laundry. I put her down on the rug and when I came in, I was shocked to find her having her own little tummy time. She rolled over for the first time and no one was there to see it. I was so excited and so bummed at the same time. I busted out my camera to try to capture it again but she just stared at me. I went to the kitchen and when I came back, she was on her tummy again. She rolled over...a second time...and no one saw it...AGAIN. <br /><br />So, I got so frustrated that I put her on her back again and just camped out. I tried to encourage her with a little rolling song. Never mind my singing and my loud obnoxious yelling at the end (might help to lower the volume).<br /><br />Get ready for a roller coaster ride.<br /><iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/s1qC344PMIg?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-6502027992419627822011-02-24T16:24:00.000-08:002011-02-24T21:40:12.787-08:00Slugger 6.5 months yelling to herself<em><strong>Slugger: </strong></em><br /><strong>Almost 7 months old</strong><br /><strong>3 months 3 weeks adjusted</strong><br /><strong>Milestones:</strong><br /><em>-can reach out to things in front of her and grab them</em><br /><em>-so close to rolling from back to stomach</em><br /><em>-sitting up much better with assistance (both hands)</em><br /><em>-has officially dipped her legs in the Pacific Ocean</em><br /><br />How did our family celebrate our first Valentine's Day? Apart=(<br /><br />I am officially back to work (boo boo) and am working the night shift. Scott had Valentine's day off from the church and was called in to be an extra for Hawaii 5-0. Yes, I think he's getting bit by the bug. So, the grandparents had the exciting fun of watching Slugger for the day.<br /><br />But we did get to celebrate Valentine's the weekend before at <a href="http://www.hopechapel.com/Groups/1000045291/Hope_Chapel_Kaneohe/Ministries/Singles_and_Couples/Singles_and_Couples.aspx">Ignite's Valentine's Dinner. </a> It was a super cute party with karaoke and `ono food, and even a photo booth. I loved these photos taken by Arthur Wong. They even put the creative touches of the prom-like photo stamp.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLYzrwcl7GhN9yYniaxkCDj83YLnWSJZM_rjrRNZdhCzHSJHfu09rHBzhiSLeLrId4k0ZVQyoNj3Bn84sFZSPhkx3uqsz86hDOaeWKuFYka1rgSsrVxIKf5YyL9yXv0APvH6ZEd8u-sgS/s1600/casey+scottie+valentine+dinner.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577380244764212274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLYzrwcl7GhN9yYniaxkCDj83YLnWSJZM_rjrRNZdhCzHSJHfu09rHBzhiSLeLrId4k0ZVQyoNj3Bn84sFZSPhkx3uqsz86hDOaeWKuFYka1rgSsrVxIKf5YyL9yXv0APvH6ZEd8u-sgS/s400/casey+scottie+valentine+dinner.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8oZv7G9xaaGDHULrBjsHTqtd3uU5QHRHwlCR2tAnrvQOPs_Kq57r97dsyvJSjylMbCrfjn7ifTemqrTs78UZT1762-I7tsEs7jBrNO6ngqZgEU6tLxRduxgJjdkBDiSvmwSZo_VUxwQv/s1600/casey+valentine+dinner+family.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577380243086311826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi8oZv7G9xaaGDHULrBjsHTqtd3uU5QHRHwlCR2tAnrvQOPs_Kq57r97dsyvJSjylMbCrfjn7ifTemqrTs78UZT1762-I7tsEs7jBrNO6ngqZgEU6tLxRduxgJjdkBDiSvmwSZo_VUxwQv/s400/casey+valentine+dinner+family.jpg" border="0" /></a> We had a lot of people trying to get Slugger to smile but I think it just confused her so she really wouldn't smile. She just stared at everyone making a commotion behind the camera.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh76eLRJpTedSgca6BjpwpgKlFuUZkHrLVj8xmR2xJ9XHn09b2flLyFLLRbhOvmHAy3zta0_8s-MAAZ-mDWFC9hc3tgN3b4988Ynt6k5O1qUztUMZpQITEXiSdeqtSnFBC93q6k4J9EtAHg/s1600/casey+valentine+dinner.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577380237976220882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh76eLRJpTedSgca6BjpwpgKlFuUZkHrLVj8xmR2xJ9XHn09b2flLyFLLRbhOvmHAy3zta0_8s-MAAZ-mDWFC9hc3tgN3b4988Ynt6k5O1qUztUMZpQITEXiSdeqtSnFBC93q6k4J9EtAHg/s400/casey+valentine+dinner.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>A big developmental milestone that Slugger just achieved this week is being able to reach for things in front of her. Before, she would grab objects if they were to her side and already somewhat near her hands already. Now, she has started to move her hands in front of her and can purposely reach for something in front of her. She seems to love this new development. When she's on the changing table, she now uses her left hand to grip the wooden side and she raises her right fist up straight in the air at me. I don't quite know why she's doing it but she loves doing it. I've tried to capture it on my camera.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHE2IsOkmvYIxRb_M0t5j7pLKjYDV73YBD9t73B9tlo99P5RDK99dv_5ZimtiDlWAW7eQn-pq6JPW8RCvfoVZIB744yc0RW2Sm6rsmnenbaPVbG2ZmLd-y5oTGX7Plvimlbs50PzSa-AtK/s1600/2011-02-21+19.25.52.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577376326878153362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHE2IsOkmvYIxRb_M0t5j7pLKjYDV73YBD9t73B9tlo99P5RDK99dv_5ZimtiDlWAW7eQn-pq6JPW8RCvfoVZIB744yc0RW2Sm6rsmnenbaPVbG2ZmLd-y5oTGX7Plvimlbs50PzSa-AtK/s400/2011-02-21+19.25.52.jpg" border="0" /></a>It's blurry because as soon as I bust out my cell phone she gets all excited and starts dancing.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrmFK-ZivNlJom3HYxGD6ECnvyIhRDYnKWj76HD7p1dfJdKVcpxjC2z_dN_R5W-QN0xjpDW_sFI5Puzs_z5h_aS40yrdK77QsGkQEfiDe4qkGSz64q0n4nUVDiSG-zafmQtfwn8tGu-lWB/s1600/2011-02-21+19.25.09.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577376319329940258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrmFK-ZivNlJom3HYxGD6ECnvyIhRDYnKWj76HD7p1dfJdKVcpxjC2z_dN_R5W-QN0xjpDW_sFI5Puzs_z5h_aS40yrdK77QsGkQEfiDe4qkGSz64q0n4nUVDiSG-zafmQtfwn8tGu-lWB/s400/2011-02-21+19.25.09.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I've been trying to meet up with another mommy friend every Tuesday for a walk around Kailua Beach. I really want to invest in a jogging stroller soon but I'm still doing my research on the best for my money. We've been blessed with great weather on our walking days. But it's always important to protect your baby from the UV rays even in the shade. I finally found a hat that Slugger can wear without losing it every 3 seconds. </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgde3aEiK_IR8-Hn5ACMFb8D8QkHKF5Q5HOGYsfCRtCMv4j7Rks_vC98Bn6qTaMX333xTlqgzn8FuXytdJY7qY-p0hHUnGrRLQdqcEhvtG1FAPLIICZBZbPYuH-KzensVmzLcok9qmUZ3rS/s1600/2011-02-22+16.01.43.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577376313549425986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgde3aEiK_IR8-Hn5ACMFb8D8QkHKF5Q5HOGYsfCRtCMv4j7Rks_vC98Bn6qTaMX333xTlqgzn8FuXytdJY7qY-p0hHUnGrRLQdqcEhvtG1FAPLIICZBZbPYuH-KzensVmzLcok9qmUZ3rS/s400/2011-02-22+16.01.43.jpg" border="0" /></a> My goal this past weekend was to take her swimming in a pool or in the ocean. But the island was under flash flood warning for the days I had free. Of course. Still, I brought along a bathing suit from her friend, Lexie, on the chance that it wasn't too cold for a dip. It wasn't cold but it wasn't too warm so I just dipped her legs into the ocean and tried to gauge her reaction. There wasn't really any reaction. She was past the time for her naptime so she was in a bit of a zone. No smiles. No laughing. We'll have to try again when she's a little more awake.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6v2YFDQgjvDrVDYSns6KfReI364ASmdldXOa-LgIQFSUick2xKI2LzYtFEu4agn8qqIediR_pFLIzgNAgA8Vq5WEfSo5y63rSMyAajH3JCMkPPTcwsW9tJtE2Or6FzoWaFFfyutwuzyk/s1600/2011-02-22+16.46.19.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577376306303018658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia6v2YFDQgjvDrVDYSns6KfReI364ASmdldXOa-LgIQFSUick2xKI2LzYtFEu4agn8qqIediR_pFLIzgNAgA8Vq5WEfSo5y63rSMyAajH3JCMkPPTcwsW9tJtE2Or6FzoWaFFfyutwuzyk/s400/2011-02-22+16.46.19.jpg" border="0" /></a> Our day at the beach had a fun ending. After our walk, I took Slugger back to the car to change her on the front passenger seat. As I picked her up and closed the door, I locked it and then realized I had left my keys in the car. I had to call Scott, who was gracious enough to agree to drive down to the beach with my spare. While I was waiting, I took Slugger down to the water and then came back and waited by the car. When Scott arrived, he walked up to my driver side door and I yelled out "No, my keys are on the seat on the other side."</div><div> </div><div></div><div>Scott looked up and with a big dramatic motion, he opened up the driver side door. Apparently, that door had been unlocked the whole time. Ah, poor Scottie. How does he put up with me? I convinced him we were meant to have a little date afternoon together. So we walked to Island Snow for shave ice. Slugger kept her eyes fixated on my root beer shave ice. Scott, who can't say no, was trying to convince me to let her try a little bit. Crazy!!! No way!!! I hope he was kidding.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUm7d_Vl-0SZX4-nvG_A_uEVZDWeSp767i6_7qBQgte2XBaPD7RVwVpnySeB01OC2x6_g0OB6twN32nOVjCXxcgTpBgketht_rL3xC8ltEGUUUeqWLMxdisH1pRIHYkXGPPIxWNCnmeRqm/s1600/shave+ice.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577376302078421938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUm7d_Vl-0SZX4-nvG_A_uEVZDWeSp767i6_7qBQgte2XBaPD7RVwVpnySeB01OC2x6_g0OB6twN32nOVjCXxcgTpBgketht_rL3xC8ltEGUUUeqWLMxdisH1pRIHYkXGPPIxWNCnmeRqm/s400/shave+ice.jpg" border="0" /></a>She's not a quiet little girl. She's smiley and has a crazy loud laugh. And now she just likes to yell. I was in the kitchen washing dishes and I hear her just yelling/talking. She's not mad, she's not upset. She's just talking but now she's talking at a very loud volume. I try and try to get it on videotape but she always stops as soon as she sees me sneaking in the room.<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fgWj330Tyvk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div></div></div></div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75312306329571591.post-39685362796588437662011-02-18T12:43:00.000-08:002011-02-18T20:17:23.917-08:00Slugger 6.5 months (3.5 months corrected)<strong>Slugger</strong><br /><strong>Age:</strong> 6 months 3 weeks old<br /><em>corrected age: 3 months 2.5 weeks</em><br /><strong>Height</strong>: 24.5" long<br /><strong>Weight:</strong> 13 lb 10 oz at last weigh-in<br /><strong>Milestones: </strong><br /><strong>-</strong>rolling from back to side and hanging out there<br />-talking and making noises with mouth closed<br />-listening to herself talk<br />-drooling and I swear I hear her spitting sometimes<br />-sleeping for 9-11 hours at night<br />-enjoys tummy time for at least 5 minutes now<br />-sucking on her fingers<br />-taking her daytime naps in her crib<br /><br />I can't believe it's been half a year since that life-changing day at the end of July. We have to start planning for her first birthday already!!!! Because she has passed the 6 month mark, we have finished a brunt of her doctor's appointments. She had her last RSV shot followed by the flu shot and her 6 month vaccinations. Poor thing, 6 needle pokes in 2 days. She didn't know what was coming. She loves talking to people and she was laughing and cooing at the nurse holding the needle. How do you tell a baby what's coming? =( But, with flu season over, no more RSV shots until next year (she should still be qualified to receive them).<br /><br />We had a follow up <em>swallow test</em> to see if she's become more coordinated with eating. She has to drink a barium solution while they X-ray her throat and watch it on this little TV.<br /><br />[<strong>Pic below:</strong> the X-ray machine. Slugger and I sit in that chair while I fed her the barium solution in the dark and the machine runs. The doctors and Scott are behind a glass partition watching it on the X-ray video]<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwnfGaT10aBx1-lWoIJyitcpFSB2rEcBmVVKvEq3oKQIf0O4WfqfsnspcF2yixjz1gSrlnQZUdRu1LDlpnw6s2WKY4J4CNZGuI11pAASNU9Aykxv0J-zy_p-LFvewwsmjLwq_cOASTCcGu/s1600/2011-01-24+10.13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575139592996180626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwnfGaT10aBx1-lWoIJyitcpFSB2rEcBmVVKvEq3oKQIf0O4WfqfsnspcF2yixjz1gSrlnQZUdRu1LDlpnw6s2WKY4J4CNZGuI11pAASNU9Aykxv0J-zy_p-LFvewwsmjLwq_cOASTCcGu/s400/2011-01-24+10.13.jpg" border="0" /></a> [<strong>Photo below: </strong>Family pic after the X-ray swallow test. I'm wearing the apron shield. Thanks to reading blogs and reading about another family going through a swallow test...I thought to ask this time for a shield to put around Casey's waist during the X-ray]<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6J1wAEiIFQmEj-yCDCA_wW-WSHX6uuMBRkdcvOnyziCRFdYjWHNf4MNwF1rFFl3J3J7W6d4pAGbAEUPNG1choDMUc66LqkqwRjS-dXSB2J8gy49bZ0WegG0q7txJdkhthmaxJcaL0drqI/s1600/2011-01-24+10.27.16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575139576637863938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6J1wAEiIFQmEj-yCDCA_wW-WSHX6uuMBRkdcvOnyziCRFdYjWHNf4MNwF1rFFl3J3J7W6d4pAGbAEUPNG1choDMUc66LqkqwRjS-dXSB2J8gy49bZ0WegG0q7txJdkhthmaxJcaL0drqI/s400/2011-01-24+10.27.16.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpVA_AiAaU1LTh_DDimy3gZT25PgWuTL5yk6dnARYbIWNnoQgE69JAlvNk-L5pHZFz8BYxldBVrSxemFiNosIsMqP1woqWnxBtWnMIJc0pW8_PRLUsQD1k9Uivc15Lwv8AcYDe8ZRCk9s0/s1600/2011-01-13+17.10.47.jpg"></a>She showed some progress. She swallowed the thickened solution well but when we transitioned to an unthickened solution, she started coughing immediately. No more swallow test. We're going to keep thickening her milk until she's at least 6 months corrected. So another 3 months.<br /><br />[<strong>Photo Below: </strong>sporting a cute onesie her Auntie Nalani brought from the Big Island]<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-JDdfjGT3y_9JX5D0Hcpn7RuluSJzdE3YJebA-9MEFX-NkWIV83AMAw69Sf7TCx_Wwz6VjZeCeZ5OAf1KdrwoOFl41AmsUtKh7ntGpd62YN3jD6YebPXC2x1hHG24TqViLy7DZFd9E761/s1600/2011-01-28+15.50.02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575139183535504546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-JDdfjGT3y_9JX5D0Hcpn7RuluSJzdE3YJebA-9MEFX-NkWIV83AMAw69Sf7TCx_Wwz6VjZeCeZ5OAf1KdrwoOFl41AmsUtKh7ntGpd62YN3jD6YebPXC2x1hHG24TqViLy7DZFd9E761/s400/2011-01-28+15.50.02.jpg" border="0" /></a> [<strong>Photo below: </strong>I love her expression. I think she was telling me something at the time]<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfb6DHBF6i5u9J9rorVPlUmB8Fe_8BbXSFOgeUKNTHYpra0jQiOBDwtOrP446vhd4fD3EYEisScHCLs88DU5kIyAMpEunb78TYmmycy9ds010AsefmhIhGJolBIKxOaiy4aaNo567jiFfB/s1600/2011-01-28+15.49.41.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575139180040219570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfb6DHBF6i5u9J9rorVPlUmB8Fe_8BbXSFOgeUKNTHYpra0jQiOBDwtOrP446vhd4fD3EYEisScHCLs88DU5kIyAMpEunb78TYmmycy9ds010AsefmhIhGJolBIKxOaiy4aaNo567jiFfB/s400/2011-01-28+15.49.41.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMY1kRReR14JcDbc7YEUPse6TuAA_njsdv1floTrytbOY7z5NlYduQ4YxUFmObkgoqOSYHIZNVE90G76gI4If3-OUz3J9axUPQHpDDBOUEh18ZFAg_ONhKUQLmLY7UD4hUrKBO93HrNRiL/s1600/2011-02-12+07.47.16.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575139173025924546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMY1kRReR14JcDbc7YEUPse6TuAA_njsdv1floTrytbOY7z5NlYduQ4YxUFmObkgoqOSYHIZNVE90G76gI4If3-OUz3J9axUPQHpDDBOUEh18ZFAg_ONhKUQLmLY7UD4hUrKBO93HrNRiL/s400/2011-02-12+07.47.16.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>She's starting to sleep a lot more now. I hope it's just a sign of a growth spurt. Since she was born with tiny heart defect, fatigue is a warning sign. That's real hard to watch in babies who sleep all the time. We were feeding here every 3-4 hours during the day and 4-5 at night. But about two weeks ago, I forgot to set my alarm and woke up at 6 in the morning to find that Slugger was still sleeping away. She went 8 hours between meals!!! The next night, instead of waking her up, I let her wake up when she wanted and it was 8 hours again!!! Since then, she's been averaging 9-11 hours at night. It's AMAZING!!! I feel like a whole new person. It literally seemed to just happen overnight.</div><p><p><div></div><div>I skimmed one parenting book but really didn't do much research into the popular methods. I got the gist of the three phases</div><p><p><div>Phase E= Eat</div><div>Phase P= Active Play time</div><div>Phase S= Sleep Time</div><div></div><div>which I've been doing for a month already. Basically feeding her when she wakes up from her nap. But Slugger really fell into a schedule all on her own.</div><p><p><div></div><div></div><div><strong>8 am</strong> Wake up and Eat Meal #1</div><div>Read a book, practice sitting in bumble chair, talk story during active time</div><div><strong>9:15-9:30 am</strong> Nap</div><div><strong>11:30-12</strong> Meal #2</div><div>She amuses herself pretty much during active time</div><div><strong>1:30 pm</strong> Nap</div><div><strong>3:30 pm</strong> Meal #3</div><div>Tummy time and physical therapy exercise (stretching and rolling practice)</div><div><strong>7:00 pm</strong> Meal #4</div><div><strong>9:00-11:00 pm</strong> Meal #5 Bedtime Meal</div><div></div><div></div><p><p><div>Notice I don't put down nap times for the last half of the day. That's because she's inconsistent in the afternoon and at night. Sometimes she sleeps for hours and sometimes she stays up to her next meal. It also means that her bedtime meal just depends on how tired she is.</div><p><p><div></div><div>I always said I would move her into her nursery at 3 months (corrected) but somehow when she hit 3 months, I was overcome with amnesia. I can't remember any reasons why I would ever want to do that. I love having her sleep in her cosleeper right by my side. What a beautiful sight whenever I open my eyes. So, we're transitioning her for our own sake. We put a sheet on her crib mattress and set up a video baby monitor that we got as a hand-me-down from my sister (LOVE IT)...and she takes her day time naps in her nursery.</div><div></div><p><p><div></div><div>She's conditioned to know it's naptime whenever she's in her crib. But, our dog, Charlie, certainly loves to choose a spot right outside her window whenever he howls at any sirens. And there's always sirens somewhere in Kaneohe multiple times a day. Sheesh.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ALp2Bp6zvQs-mIc-jliMsV9tZZsuOgZb4vt5OE9prhaxi-hSRmzmKjgxG3a8scdopsxQkzPojc_1e7UIvzaDUPWamDLP3cmu2GGH1J1RgN7NH8Nc592bfNvxUwX41NBu6H2PRAJBHiJv/s1600/2011-02-07+10.37.48.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575139171621148610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ALp2Bp6zvQs-mIc-jliMsV9tZZsuOgZb4vt5OE9prhaxi-hSRmzmKjgxG3a8scdopsxQkzPojc_1e7UIvzaDUPWamDLP3cmu2GGH1J1RgN7NH8Nc592bfNvxUwX41NBu6H2PRAJBHiJv/s400/2011-02-07+10.37.48.jpg" border="0" /></a> [<strong>Photo below: </strong>I have the video feed right on my desk where I do all my work. I love the view. I'm so spoiled. I can't imagine not having the video aspect. And I can even see her chest rising and falling while she breathes. Reassuring to the power of ten]<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3kQc6e61eG1xxdCeh17mWLpS6Q9urdEj4HBKcVaNSKtOlqtNaZm9EQWQ94xVcOUw30Nl6-4VfzLzYpcUMlsqUNiN-r-NsTwNopPeMw_Zn3f5YGhz-H85obey_Khrm3r6MMcEf-VqzHPfS/s1600/2011-02-11+14.31.18.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575139168029286610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3kQc6e61eG1xxdCeh17mWLpS6Q9urdEj4HBKcVaNSKtOlqtNaZm9EQWQ94xVcOUw30Nl6-4VfzLzYpcUMlsqUNiN-r-NsTwNopPeMw_Zn3f5YGhz-H85obey_Khrm3r6MMcEf-VqzHPfS/s400/2011-02-11+14.31.18.jpg" border="0" /></a> Finally just some pics of her in her <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bumbo-402-Baby-Seat-Blue/dp/B0007ORN7M/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=baby-products&qid=1298085964&sr=1-1">bumbo chair</a>, tummy time, and taking a nap with daddy-o.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_E0aCogE_v_Lde_mVKjdDhOdd3rxdbjnWvGAHKCUo5e3RySNUnYemgOS_MXabw8t5cwsAK68hyphenhyphenSme_o7fHUcviNVe9tlreFKvNIXuyOWeJIJpONoBruwc0Pnqm4jy3WNAphTERoJnNYJQ/s1600/IMG_3677.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575133602614811442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_E0aCogE_v_Lde_mVKjdDhOdd3rxdbjnWvGAHKCUo5e3RySNUnYemgOS_MXabw8t5cwsAK68hyphenhyphenSme_o7fHUcviNVe9tlreFKvNIXuyOWeJIJpONoBruwc0Pnqm4jy3WNAphTERoJnNYJQ/s400/IMG_3677.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8CYp0adTunaQm16RNzMHUF8oWJ03qO6nCLzOmq5jbLBRyocw4EUvF2kWL9ePUM199Alu0zJZ_FFJGP3ULBaiyi9Id_bJuvmWgzdUd44vd9-iEb3l-zLPK8rKqLQR6APB96xXT4IVM8XEp/s1600/IMG_6367.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575133600917509810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8CYp0adTunaQm16RNzMHUF8oWJ03qO6nCLzOmq5jbLBRyocw4EUvF2kWL9ePUM199Alu0zJZ_FFJGP3ULBaiyi9Id_bJuvmWgzdUd44vd9-iEb3l-zLPK8rKqLQR6APB96xXT4IVM8XEp/s400/IMG_6367.jpg" border="0" /></a> [<strong>Photo Below: </strong>She loves tummy time much better with this Tiny Love <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tiny-Love-Tummy-Time-Activity/dp/B0015CA3A4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1298085905&sr=8-1">tummy time mat </a>she got for Christmas from Uncle John-John]<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDGzE1HMZMcpYJsbf9XxVhfO3X87kE7K00Vw9-N87rJRuEr8CTidUnKSbx9j073OgsAa9L26JHW2H3Cv7uTFr5sb4crJQMmipf36gvhuJmGxHLemserCwakjow5uQ-j0JyiIAkRIUjGmsF/s1600/IMG_6377.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575133596885897666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDGzE1HMZMcpYJsbf9XxVhfO3X87kE7K00Vw9-N87rJRuEr8CTidUnKSbx9j073OgsAa9L26JHW2H3Cv7uTFr5sb4crJQMmipf36gvhuJmGxHLemserCwakjow5uQ-j0JyiIAkRIUjGmsF/s400/IMG_6377.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgKNh7WOv1yiQg9lxpxCtm3oZM0aQJbIGwYjQVZaDqZlSD9dTZZ2qXk7_OCtarYPgTbOXOi1Mu_V5h-gomlEVw2Wj_aS4_hyphenhyphenMnYrISZWa1_KtbqIcl2qXxBVEv8G-d7SxeuLZDpFU73ovq/s1600/IMG_6372.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575133590918118642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgKNh7WOv1yiQg9lxpxCtm3oZM0aQJbIGwYjQVZaDqZlSD9dTZZ2qXk7_OCtarYPgTbOXOi1Mu_V5h-gomlEVw2Wj_aS4_hyphenhyphenMnYrISZWa1_KtbqIcl2qXxBVEv8G-d7SxeuLZDpFU73ovq/s400/IMG_6372.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO9OpuqkzzS7A_ASUrRyCcQ6g3smCWtgt16Lf9AEIRLdF6nqTQVbjO9Z_HtHQSFetAGVWIOdzX-gx6dLsL99VGFLbVavFgu6_VvmYPhYcx5dg1x7U8SdNtjtF-sftBvgzSlEMhL4XwdiOO/s1600/IMG_6399.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575133589927066546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO9OpuqkzzS7A_ASUrRyCcQ6g3smCWtgt16Lf9AEIRLdF6nqTQVbjO9Z_HtHQSFetAGVWIOdzX-gx6dLsL99VGFLbVavFgu6_VvmYPhYcx5dg1x7U8SdNtjtF-sftBvgzSlEMhL4XwdiOO/s400/IMG_6399.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>keaohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12441310822351856235noreply@blogger.com3