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Growing Up, Growing Old

I am an only child to young parents. They were barely 20 years old when they had me, which led to an extended family living situation so I grew up beside them, while my grandparents served as my second pair of parents until I went to boarding school at the young age of 13. Before my ʻūniki 1.5 years ago, my mom called me in tears. She had been diagnosed with breast cancer and she was scared. Over the course of the next 6 months, I would fly up to Honolulu, meeting my parents halfway, to attend the slew of doctors’ appointments, which coincided with her chemotherapy treatments. After chemotherapy, she underwent a double mastectomy and a stint of radiation. When she came through everything, we were told to hang tight for 6 months to make sure she was was out of the woods and being that my mom has been an avid runner for a long time, we were optimistic, but during recent check-ups, tests revealed that cancer had shown up in her liver and this time, there was less to …

A Letter to My Future Son

As March rolls in, it reminds me that 3 years ago I was about to have my son. I remember going through many emotions of fear and doubt but I did something get through it. For expecting mothers write a letter or journal your thoughts to your baby. Writing this before he was born just made it real. It also now helps me remember. While searching through my notes in my phone for an enchilada recipe I stumbled upon this: March 07, 2013 Okay so I have about a week more and I should be giving birth to my first child. I didn’t think this would be coming to fruition. It’s one thing to talk, wish, imagine, but my goodness it’s for real . I’m gonna have a baby! So that’s one thing to think it but I have to survive the labor. Am I gonna handle like a champ or cry and tell them to just cut me? I want to see this baby! Will it look like me? Will it look like James? …

M is for Muse

What once was an organized and relatively clean home, is now a home full of creative opportunities.  I like to tell my self this when ever I see the clutter of toys, bibs, baby blankets, straw cups, and other baby related items scattered in my home.  When I would find my spouse’s stuff all over the place it would drive me nuts.  Compared to him, I cannot believe how one little person has caused more confusion and chaos, but I am learning to find comfort in our beautiful mess. I have noticed that my baby’s stuffed animal giraffe is the central theme when it comes to playing, eating, bathing, and dressing.  At our baby shower, one of my colleagues gifted me a set of giraffe toys, which trickled into various giraffe like items.  I never thought I would find it amusing to watch my little one interact with her giraffe. When she eats, she wants her giraffe to also eat.  When she is ready for her nap, she makes sure her giraffe is also tucked …

K is for Kittens

It’s been a little less than 6 months since we lost Simon and although we still miss him terribly, it was time to bring some feline company and energy back into our lives. We ended up going back to the Hawaii Island Humane Society, where we adopted Simon, and came home with 2 tiger tabby kittens, who are brothers from the same litter. Although they’re bundles of energy, we couldn’t be happier. Here are Max and Jax, the newest members of the family. April is the start of the A to Z challenge. Check out other blogs participating in this challenge at: http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com

Pedi-cure Therapy

SITS Day 24: If you are a parent, how do you make time for yourself? Towards the final days of my pregnancy, one of my friends told me to enjoy each day to the fullest.  Some suggestions were to go chill at the beach or go out on a date with my partner or treat myself to a spa day.  I recall questioning her on these suggestions, as I thought it was ludicrous.  Why would I need to take some free time for myself when there was so much I had to do to prepare for the birth of my baby? I also felt guilty as all of my friends did a lot to help me get ready for the baby’s arrival, too.  I already felt like I was being pampered. Well, fast forward to one-year, and now I totally get what my friend was trying to convey to me.  The days go by with a blur and my entire day is focused on one little being.  I love my baby, but at times I just …

Weekly Writing Challenge: Golden Years

For this week’s writing challenge, we’re asking you to explore what age means to you.  Just last month we celebrated my baby’s 1st b-day, and for the next few months we begin the birthday celebration of my posse, including mine.  When time permits, we love celebrating our birthdays together.  I never thought much about this milestone until this year.  I am not hitting a major birthday year ending in a zero, but I am hoping all of my life experiences will help me guide my little one to be an engaged young lady.  I secretly have aspirations for her, but I know it will be up to her to decide what she wants to do with her life. Knowing that she has so many choices and opportunities awaiting her, I hope I will be able to give her the advice to help her navigate through her life journey. I know that the challenges she will face in her childhood will be very different from mine.  In my opinion, one of the biggest differences is that …

Weekly Writing Challenge: Threes

Last month, we celebrated my daughter’s first birthday.  I was hemming and hawing about planning this event.  I didn’t want a big shindig, as I had been rather tired, but I was getting pressure from my ‘ohana (family). “How can you not celebrate your baby’s 1st year!” “You will not get this opportunity again.  She only turns one once.” “This is a party for everyone who has supported you this past year.” “She is your only baby, why don’t you put in some effort.” Hearing all this was troubling.  I don’t know why I was frozen with fear and feeling a bit anxious.  I had planned many large events in the past, but this time around, I was in serious exhaust mode.  I am fortunate to have some very creative, caring and loyal friends.  They all pitched in to help me.  We decided to scale back and invite an intimate group.  Since it was a children’s party, I was a bit outside of my element.  I didn’t know what a children’s party was supposed to look …

Unconditional Love

I recently had a delightful conversation with a colleague that truly hit home.  I am a mommy.  Usually when folks ask how is mom, I automatically respond, “Oh, mom is doing okay.”  But now, I have to pause and remember they are asking how am I doing.  Not my mother. This new role is far beyond surreal.  There may be a lot of how-to books of raising a child, but in the end, I am finding that trusting my gut instinct is by far the best option.  My baby is almost one.  I don’t know where all the time has gone, or how I have managed to get this far.  Seasoned parents have told me over and over again, time will go by quickly and to take lots of photos. With Valentine’s Day fast approaching, I am finding the love I have for my baby is tenfold.  She will soon be a toddler and eventually transition into a young lady.  But right now, she is my little baby whom I cherish and adore.  I love …

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Small Subjects

As I was cleaning up after my baby, I came upon her shoes. They are so little they fit in the palm of my hand. The puakenikeni flower that I picked that afternoon was laying next to the shoes, but thought why not have the shoes cradle the flower. I love shoes, and am finding that there are so many adorable baby shoes, too. Check out other blogs participating in Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: http://ceenphotography.com/2014/02/04/cees-fun-foto-challenge-small-subjects/

Two Cents Tuesday Challenge: Paths

Across the Bored, has a 14 day Two Cents Tuesday challenge. The theme this go around is PATHS.  Everyone today seems to be going somewhere in a hurry – “Where do the paths lead in your world?”  While visiting Lili’uoklani Park and Gardens, I found myself standing before a rock path that connected the opposite ends of the pond.  I hesitated for a moment.  I thought to myself as I contemplated going across the rock path how my life was so different last year.  Last year,  I was a carefree and worry-free individual.  Now, I am a mother and part-time caregiver for my elderly parents. The amount of responsibilities that rest on my shoulders have multiplied exponentially.  I never thought I would be where I am today. Caring for another person is exhausting, stressful, and simply nerve wrecking.  Every decision I make could possibly jeopardize the life of my loved ones.  My life has been a mirror of visits to the doctor’s office and hospitals.  While pregnant, I spent a lot of my time gallivanted through the …