Moments of Love

 (pics taken March 3, 2013)

Sariah was blessed this past Sunday, March 3, 2013. 

It was a beautiful. It was beautiful to have her Daddy give her the blessing, it was beautiful to have family there and participate, it was beautiful to have friends there and participate, it was beautiful to have this baby girl presented with a name and a blessing and it was beautiful to be full of joy.

Our Sariah is our light and our anchor.

 There are a lot more pictures and a few details to record. This is just a small glance.

Baby Love

(Feb. 6, 2013)

It's so nice to have a baby around.

There's just so much love and peace when holding or playing with a sweet baby. 

I know having a newborn is very restless, but it's also so soothing to snuggle a bundle of goodness.

2 Months old

Not much happening here. We're slowly getting on a schedule and finding a new normal.

After coming home from the hospital and her initial exhaustion from being born, she ate every 1.5 hours. At about 6 weeks, she was up to 3 hours between feedings. Now at 9 weeks, there have been a few times where she has gone 4 hours. She is a good sleeper, just hungry. There have been just a few nights where she hasn't slept. One night, at about 7 weeks, I was exhausted and Daddy had to take over. He was so willing. I just woke him up and he took the baby and he rocked her for the next 3 hours, and even took care of Kanani, who woke up with leg pain around 2am. 

Life is a little foggy for awhile, but I feel like we're coming out of the fog. We have moved on from survival mode, but not quite to that thriving mode.

 Yesterday as the day part of the the day was coming to an end, right before it was time to start dinner, I sat holding the baby, rocked her to sleep and then put her down in her crib. Then I headed outside to play a little soccer with the girls. It was a good time, and warm enough to be outside, about 59. Then little Sariah woke up and since, I wanted to spend time with the other girls, she screamed in her crib for a few minutes, and when I picked her up she was so upset. Anyway, the evening goes on....and as Matthew and I are trying to get dinner made, girls bathed, dividing meat for the freezer, taking calls and trying to calm a baby, I thought, 

"Man, 4 kids are kicking our butts!"

Then Matthew and I just laughed.

Life is good! We are blessed and we are happy!

Meaning In A Name

(These pictures are taken during the first and second weeks of her life)

Sariah Ku'u momi makamae Luz 

Sariah: Princess of the Lord

                    

Ku'u momi makamae: My Precious Pearl or beloved person

This is the Hawaiian equivalent of Margaret, after her Aunt and Great Grandma.

Margaret: The ultimate derivation of this name which means pearl is from the Persian meaning born of moonlight. The ancient Persians believed that oysters rose from their beds at night to worship the moon, and as they reached the surface of the water they opened their shells and took in a drop of dew which was transformed by moonbeams into a pearl. The Hawaiian word for pearl in MOMI and the phrase KU'U MOMI MAKAMAE means my precious pearl or a beloved person. 

Luz: Light (in Spanish)

 This little dear was born Nov. 30, 2012 @12:44pm

I was induce 10 days before her due date, Dec. 10, 2012

She was 7lbs. and 8 oz. and 19 inches long.

It was a very peaceful enjoyable delivery. I went in early, at about 2am instead of at 6am. I had been contracting for days and we finally decided to go because for 3 hours my contractions wouldn't stop and they were consistent and painful, but not super painful. So I called the nurse at the hospital and they said to just come in and if nothing was happening, they would just keep my until it was time to induce me in the morning. When I got to the hospital, everything stopped. No more contractions and I really hadn't even progressed. The contractions must have just been stress. 

A few hours later, @ 6am, they started me on the Pitocin and everything progressed nicely. I got an epidural around 9am. The block from the epidural was from the waist down and I was able to feel everything in my abdomen. It wasn't painful until just before it was time to push. The baby came out in one and a half contractions and the pain was gone. I then had a precious little girl sitting on my chest who accepted my embraced and settled right in. The doctor and nurses let me hold her as long as I wanted. 

Each time my beautiful babies have come into this world I have been overwhelmed with love, amazement and joy. My heart is so full and I want nothing more than to love that child as our Heavenly Father does.

I am so thankful for yet another opportunity to have such a precious soul entrusted to me and my husband. 

I love you my sweet baby.