Facebook Morons

Can I just say I hate the over achieving morons on facebook. Blah, my 2 year old knows classical composers and identified a beethoven song! Blah, blah, We are now homeowners! Blah, my 18 month old can count to 10 in three languages! Do we really need to brag that much? I guess the happy posts are easier to read than the whiney ones, but I can only "TAKE" so much!!! :-/ And don't even get me started on the ones saying how wonderful and sweet their husbands are and how they do so much for them and get them lame flowers that they have to take a bunch of pictures of and post them too. We have all seen a flower before. Unless it's the best arrangement ever arranged, I don't care that much. I'm only talking about my highschool friends, and annoying relatives. If you're reading this, it doesn't apply to you :)

Sexy Sistahs!

I had so much fun at our reunion! It was just what I needed, I have missed you guys so much! I miss you all already. Since you all were there, and your pretty much the only people who read my blog ( I could probably tell more people to read it, but whatever) I wont waste time describing it or anything but I thought it would be funny to make fake profiles of us, but make them the complete opposite of what's true.
Cynda Min. Cynda is a cutting edge business woman. She has been called a workaholic, and can't deny that title. She is climbing the corporate ladder, and doesn't worry about her kids. That's what they pay day care workers for! She is also incredibly organized, never loses anything and can run on very little sleep.
Katelin Atkins. Katelin is a total city girl. She loves the big city and would hate to be anywhere else. She has a weakness for junk food. The Mcdonalds workers in her area know her by name!
Kristen Christenson. Kristen is a militant femenist. She doesn't believe in western society's grooming customs, such as cosmetic use or shaving. She doesn't like to show affection, and would never waste her time with cake decorating or anything like that. She thinks Ferris Beauler's Day off is the most offensive movie ever made.
Annalynne Thomas. One word to describe Annie; fiery. She has a major temper and is prone to huge meltdowns. Do not cross her! She gets upset very easily. She hates playing games and reading books, and only looks out for #1.
Jamie Jeppson. Jamie isn't someone you would call organized. She hates cleaning and any form of organization. She doesn't like to have a definite plan, but always wants to go with the flow. She doesn't like to hold a job for more than a couple of months. She's also very loud.
Shayla Wood. Shayla is very introverted. She doesn't like people, and is scared to talk to them. She works in the library stacking books when she's not researching ancient agricultural practices. She's very mellow to be around.
Krista Eger. When you think of the term "Molly Mormon" or "Holly Homemaker" you automatically think of Krista. She is very timid, and supports her staunch republican husband. She loves cleaning and cooking for her family of 9(one more on the way) She doesn't allow any entertainment in her house that isn't G rated. She also loves nice red meat. And hates home birth hippies.
Philip Eger. Philip is an accountant. Creativity is lost on him. He is a dedicated republican and is easily offended by profanity or vulgarity. He really REALLY loves country music.
Felicia Siggard. Felicia is the wild child of the bunch. She gets a kick out of breaking rules. by day she's Felicia Siggard the student, by night she's Cinnamon Hills, the entertainer! She uses her tip money for college. She's working on her degree on human sexuality.
Ha ha ha! Sorry if I offended anyone, I was laughing while I wrote it. What would our group be like if we really were like that?

Made a cake

I have been experimenting with cake decorating. I was asked to do a quincinera cake, which is a very big deal, and since it is in January, I agreed. I was so intimidated I wanted some practice, so I made a cake for my sister in law's lakers themed baby shower. (who plans a lakers baby shower... yup only my in laws...) and I was really encouraged by it. The fondant was so fun! My mother in law bought it, but I want to experiment making my own soon. So here's the pic, the only one I have is one my sister in law took with her phone, the picture is crooked, but I assure you the cake was not :)

On a negative note: the cake sucked. It was super dry and gross. Stupid Betty Crocker! I didn't really care, I just wanted it to look good, but if anyone has a good, dense but not dry chocolate (or any other flavors, really) cake recipe, feel free to share:) Let me know what you think. Ps if one of the basketballs has a fingerprint in it it's because my niece decided to try and snatch it. grr....

KJ's Two!

It's been 2 years (and one day) since I became a Mom! The time has flown by, but I also feel like I've had this little man with me forever. Even though he drives me crazy on a daily basis, I love him so much! He is so funny and friendly and curious and kind and loving and energetic. He is also the best dancer I have ever seen and an awesome big brother. I can't believe how much he has grown and how big he is getting! I can't even describe how much I love him and how strong the bond is between us. I thought having Koa would change our relationship, and it has, but I still love him just as much!
Here are some things I'd like to remember about my boy at this crazy age:
Favorites:
Food: Chicken nuggets and fruit snacks, and pretty much any other unhealthy thing there is. Ha ha
Toy: Any ball or car.
Movie: Cars, duh.
Book: any cars books, or touch and feel books
Color: I don't know. I'll say red cause it's the color of lightning mcqueen. He loves that show! He get's all excited when he see's anything from the movie, he says "Cah's!!! Whoa!!"
Animal: He LOVES animals! He is always smothering his uncle's dogs, but he was a big fan of the stupid cat that would come to visit us in Ivins. So I'll say cat or dog.
TV Show: Mickey Mouse Clubhouse! He loves him some Mickey!
Person: MOMMY!!! Just kidding, I think his little brother actually has me beat.
He hasn't been talking that much, at least not in english. He has a very interesting language that we call "Gong gong" because that was his favorite phrase for a while, I don't know what it meant. But he does have some words. Usually he just likes to say part of the word. Here are some of the words he says that I understand... I think.
Eez peaz: Please
Kwah: Koa, but this also might be cry, cause he said it to me when I cried the other day.
Cah: Car
Bah: Ball
Ee: Ear
Boo: Booger. I know this because he only says it when he picks his nose. or my nose. or Koa's nose.
Kee: Cookie. He thinks most foods are cookies.
Tay too- Thank you. He just started that one yesterday. I'm so excited!
He also says Baby, Mama(not often he calls me n'dah- Cynda), Dada, and Uh-oh. He says Uh oh so cute! He also nods his head in approval when he sees or eats something he likes. I love it cause he does it with the most serious expression. shakes his head "no" when he's in trouble, and clenches his jaw and shakes his face really hard when he's excited, sometimes he'll ball up his fists too when he does that. It's hilarious!
So yeah, that's my big boy. What a great 2 years with an awesome kid!

What a Mighty Good Man!

I had to post this while the good feelings are still here, I'm very easily annoyed, so chances are that I'll be ticked off at Kualii again soon, but I just want to say how awesome he is! He was so nice to me yesterday for my birthday. He's not mean to me any other day, but he made me feel so special and loved! He brought me flowers and a balloon and a card, and took me to my haircut, and took me to dinner. It really meant a lot to me since I have been feeling like crap about myself. I feel so much better today, and my hair feels so nice and short! Kualii is just a really good husband and daddy, and I know he loves me and my boys :0) I love him soooooooooo much!
Also, Kuokoa is exactly 2 months today! I can't believe it's been so long! He's such a cute, big boy! He is now 12 lbs 14 oz and 23 inches. He's doing really well, his belly button has a hernia, but the doctor says it's pretty normal and there's not anything to do for it. He's handled his immunizations like a champ, and had such a good night last night! He ate at like 11:30 then slept till 3:00, and I'm pretty sure he could have taken a binky and went back to sleep, but i fed him anyway and he slept till like 8:00 this morning! Holy cow! Kj, on the other hand was a nightmare. When it's Kualii's day off, if Kj wakes up at all in the night, Kualii will let him out of his room to watch tv untill he falls back to sleep, and Kualii will just sleep on the couch, so I think Kj knows when this will happen and takes advantage, what kid wouldn't? last night Kualii decided enough was enough, and made him stay in his room, which I wish he would have done from the start! But Kj threw the biggest fit. Kualii went in to try and calm him down a few times, and I even went in once, but he just had to cry it out. It felt like forever, but he finally went to sleep. I know he needs this boundary in his life. Bedtime is bedtime. He fell asleep for his nap at like 11:30 this morning so we'll see how the rest of the day goes.... Anyway, there's a lovely update on my manly men. I'm so glad I have them in my life!

Kuokoa Ronald Min

Cute and squishy and ready for bed!Brother watching movies and holding baby

This one is the best one to descrive their relationship so far. AAAAHHH!

Me and my Koa boy

Happy family. This is why I went natural!

Woo hoo! I have internet again! I wanted to write down Koa's birth story while it's still pretty fresh in my mind. I haven't really written down K.J.'s so maybe later I can take a trip down memory lane and write his so we can compare, the experiences were vastly different from one another, but I got a precious baby boy out of both of them, so that's good:)

Ok, most of you know how shook up I was after having K.J. My lame epidural cord kinked and I felt horrible pain when I was dilated to an 8, so when we found out I was pregnant again I was really afraid of going through that again, so I decided to get educated. Most of my friends were really into natural childbirth, and through my friend Shauntae, I met Janet Barton, who is a midwife, doula and natural childbirth teacher. So I signed up for her class, and Annie did too. It was really cool to have such a close friend to go to class with and share opinions and compare notes on pregnancy and kids (our older boys are a month apart too). Before I get into the details, I need to give props to my coach! Kualii was so awesome, not only for the labor and delivery, but for the class too. I didn't even think he'd want to come to the classes with me, so I asked him to at least come for the first one, and he was hooked after that. The fact that he took it seriously made me feel so supported and safe. What a good coach!

Ok, so I was armed with knowledge, and I decided that I wanted the best of both natural and medical worlds, which is exactly what I got! I have a really great doctor- thanks Krista- who I really trust, so I wasn't going to totally disregard everything he said. He was very supportive of my plans, and had faith in me that I could do it. I went to my weekly checkup on the 25th, 2 weeks before my due date, I think I was almost to a 4 at this point and I had him sweep my membranes, not really expecting much. By the next morning I was feeling pretty uncomfortable, I wasn't sure if they were contractions yet, just discomfort, and I was awake before K.J. which is weird. K.J. is a night owl/morning person. Lucky me :0/ I really wanted to lay down and rest but I just couldn't any more, so I waited for K.J. to get up and then they started to feel more like contractions. They were irregular in time and intensity. But they didn't go away, so I called Kualii and he came home. I was happy we got to spend the day together because it was our anniversary. the contractions didn't change so we rested, I took a bath, or two:) we walked to the park with K.J. and I didn't have a lot of change so we decided to take a drive and pay our rent. We went to Kualii's mom's and she took K.J. so I could relax and focus. I layed down for a while, and took another bath. I loved getting in the bath, it felt so good. Then they stopped. I know they tell you not to get discouraged, but tell a hormonal woman who feels like a small alien has taken over her body that she might have just had a lovely day of contractions and not get a baby out of it that very day, she will get discouraged. So I cried for a while, and by 6:00 the contractions were back, but this time they were regular and intense! I showered and got everything ready and we left at 8:00. We went and said goodbye to my K.J. boy, my nieces were very concerned about me. Lehua even gave me a bandaid because I was really hurting by then. It felt really good to stand, sitting killed me. Kualii ate a real quick dinner, the neighbor came over and he and Kualii gave me a blessing, and we left. It was nice to drive past the temple where we got married on our anniversary to go extend our family, even though I was in lots of pain. By the way, Krista was my awesome texting doula, she really helped me! I texted her all day, even through transition. We got there at about 8:40, I got checked, I was dilated to a 7 they hurried and hooked me up to an IV, I didn't want one, but I was strep B positive, so I did it and I didn't really mind it, I didn't like having to stand right by the monitors, cause I had to pee a lot. they got me into my delivery room, and I still couldn't sit. at this point, I couldn't even sit to pee, I stood! they checked me and I was to a 9. They called Dr. Clark, who came from playing volley ball- ha ha! It was funny, he had to get scrub pants there and there were only the smallest size, he wasn't pleased about it, but it was funny, the nurses were teasing him, and I think you can tell how good a doctor is by his relationship with the nurses. He was a good sport and joked with them, it was such a good, Cynda-like atmosphere! I had to keep telling myself "I can do this, I can do this, I can do it!" It was funny to say it out loud, but it really helped me, my nurses were awesome, they told me I was awesome. I said I wanted my mom, which I knew I didn't need her, but I just had to say it for some reason. The nurse said she said it too when she went natural and she didn't even like her mom! I was ready to push. The one regret I have is that I had waited to feel that intense urge to push, so I guess technically I wasn't ready, but I was ready enough! Everyone was just yelling at me to push, so I pushed, so they would shut up! It hurt SOOOOOO bad! but it didn't last long, I just had to get the head out. I kept getting mad at everyone and yelling, "is it out YET?!" I finally got the head out and having the body out was the weirdest coolest feeling ever! I think that feeling after childbirth is what everyone who uses recreational drugs is trying to reproduce. It's an upper because it is so exciting and just empowering to do it, and it's a downer because I've never been more relieved and relaxed and chill. I kept saying, "it's a baby! I had a baby! It's our baby, he's here!" and then of course, "Wow, sorry guys, I sound psychotic" I think I was talking really loud too, I think everybody got a kick out of me at least:) I held him on me and just felt his amazing, sweet, peaceful little spirit. He was a champion nurser too. I just love him so much! He was born at 9:41 7lbs 8oz, my exact birthweight. I had them bathe him, cause he had so much hair, and everything gets stuck in it! I wish the dumb cna hadn't scrubbed him so much, I had to rub vaseline on him for the first 2 weeks so his soft skin wouldn't be so dry. My stay at the hospital was so nice, everyone took such good care of us! I only wish K.J. hadn't had to stay at the same house with my retarded brother in law (I'm really mad at him, cause I found out later he screamed at my boy!Ooooooooooooh! I want to punch his big fat head!)

It was such an awesome, zen, great birth experience. It's what I wish I had given myself when K.J. was born, but you live and learn, and I'm so in love with K.J. and that's what counts. He's so cute and funny and sweet. He's a great big brother, very involved! a little too involved sometimes... Anyway, I'm so glad I did it! What a great 2 months it's been!

We named him Kuokoa which means independance. I don't know if he'll be a very independant kid, probably, he is a 2nd child. But, It describes where we are in our lives right now. Independant of our parents (FINALLY) and independant of drugs! Sorry if this was so long, it feels so good to have it written down though!