Cute pics

So Kyra was being very naughty the other night and did not want to sleep!!! Arrgghh! So since she was being a diva and not going to bed, Rabici decided to take some pictures of her so we could show her proof later in life that she really did scream her head off but then other times she could be really adorable.

Happy....


Crying....


Happy....


Crying....


And don't let her innocent look fool you! She knows it's 2:30 in the morning.

Drama

Okay so lately I'm full of drama...physically speaking that is. Right after I was done getting cut opened to bring my daughter into this world she had to stay in the hospital because she was sick. When she finally comes home I get a breast infection.

If that doesn't suck I have a bad reaction to the meds they gave me and I end up in the emergency room. I go to the emergency room where they do tons and tons of tests, including a spinal tap and lumbar puncture. Unfortunately I got the two stupidest doctors (tweedle dumb and tweedle dumber I call them) in Hawaii and they messed up the tests, continually poking around and not figuring out why I'm in pain and hurting me.

As if THAT doesn't suck they ended up taking out too much fluid and letting little organisms/bacteria into my body so now I have a spinal headache (too much pressure is going to my brain from the spine because there is a lack of fluid because they took out too much!) They gave me pain killers and sent me home saying "Don't get up, lay flat on your back for a week"

"What about my baby? I have a newborn" I say
"Don't take care of the baby" is their genius reply

Luckily I have the best ward in the entire world and they've helped me take care of my baby as well as bring us dinners since I have to lay on my back all day because of dumb and dumber.

AND if THAT doesn't suck I ended up back in the hospital yesterday because the pain killer they gave me wasn't working to alleviate the pain in my head. Why you ask? Well because the side affect of the pain killer was....you guessed it....headaches! They finally figured out the perfect combination of pain killers and antibiotics for me and now I'm laying on my back slowly getting better and enjoying my "pain killer cocktail" as the doctor put it.

I see a neurologist on Wednesday just to make sure I am okay and there's not some other condition going on. Everyone in my family and in my ward have been so awesome and there is no way I'll ever be able to repay them...never! But I'm so glad to have them! But still....such drama....Grrrr!

Home Sweet Home?

So Kyra came home last Saturday and it was such a relief to us. Her homecoming meant that she was 100% well and we were ready to be a family. I was excited and Rabici was thrilled. It even made it easier when the dinners from the ward sisters started to arrive.

I had no idea that so many things were going to change! In fact I made a list because it's late at night, the baby's not sleeping and I'm half delirous from exhaustion, a fever I've had from a breast infection for the past 5 days and a sick husband who has to work every night. So everyone ready? Great.

Things you other moms didn't tell me, or didn't want to tell me, or thought it would be funny not to tell me:

1) Your appetite for any kind of food leaves the second the baby comes home
2) Three hours between feedings is really 1 1/2 hours after you actually feed, burp, change and put the baby back to sleep
3) The shows I knew were on between the hours of 8am and 8pm are pointless since I am now awake between 12am and 8am
4) Laundry never gets done (for yourself) the baby's laundry is always being done
5) Poop changes color!!! What the...
6) Wipes run out faster than diapers
7) The living room couch is my new bed
8) Sanity is a luxury I can only dream to have again
9) Sleep is a luxury I can only dream to have again
10) Having fun is a luxury I can only dream to have again

Is this realy my Home Sweet Home? I wouldn't think so at first but then I see my daughter and I can't help but get over myself and my delirious tirade. I am grateful for all my blessings and even more grateful for all the help people have given me. But most importantly my Home wouldn't be as sweet if I didn't have my daughter or my husband to share it with.

I guess I'm writing this so that at the next 2 am feeding when I want to cry and talking jibberish thinking I'm making sense, I can read this and remember it's all worth it...I think...Just kidding...maybe...

Update

So no baby Kyra at home still! She's at Castle hospital still recovering and fighting her infection in her lungs. The doctors think she'll be home by Saturday (cross our fingers, knock on wood and pray to the heavens!) and then our little family will be complete.

Rabici and I go to the hospital everyday and spend hours just looking at her and playing with her. I can't get over how awesome it is to have a kid. She's only a few days old but I think everything she does is amazing and wonderful and special. (Yes, I'm going to be one of THOSE mom's)

I'm not the only one though! Rabici is the most doting father in the world! As I predicted, that little girl has him wrapped around her tiny little fingers and we both don't care. Now that she's been in the hospital so long I don't care if she's a brat for a little while, she deserves it after all she's been through!

But as promised, here are some more pictures of our little one...

The Story...

Okay, so here's what happened since I just wanted to get the baby's picture out there and forgot to say HOW we got the baby. As most of you know I had gestational diabetes, which means I needed to take insulin shots twice a day to help the baby with her sugar intake.

This type of diabetes means the babies are big and can't be carried all the way to 40weeks so I was going to be induced at 38 weeks. Well, they did stress tests on her and found that her little heart can't keep up with her big body during labor. So instead we did a c-section and it's a good thing we did!

I went in to the hospital around 10am and they operated on me at 12:30pm. When they took her out she had pooped in the amniotic fluid!!! And that's bad...especially if the baby breathes it in, which she did. Thankfully she didn't breathe in too much but she was still sick from it.

She had some oxygen problems, low blood sugar, and heart murmurs that scared us. Now, two days later, her blood sugar is back to normal, there is no heart murmur and her oxygen gets better and better. She's breastfeeding and taking formula to get her healthy enough to leave the hospital.

I have a wound that burns but it gets better every day...especially when accompanied by percocet!

So, like we promised, here are some more pictures!!!


Mommy burping baby Kyra after feeding.


Baby Kyra (finally with eyes open)!!


Daddy taking a turn at feeding!!

She's here!!!

Sorry guys its been awhile since I/we last posted. Today, October 6th, 2009, my back pains went away (what a relief), in return we received our gorgeous baby girl who arrived at 1:02 pm and weighed in at ...... 9 pounds, 11.4 ounces and was measured at 22 inches long. WOW!! Guess that's the package you get when parents are BOTH TALL......This is a picture of her with her very happy parents, right after her arrival...
Right now Mommy is sleeping and recovering from the operation, while Daddy is going back and forth from the room and the nursery... Well, here she is...Kyra Vuikadavu... In case any of you are wondering where the name is from...It is taken from our names; KellY & RAbici.
I'll be in the hospital until Friday and we will be keeping you posted with more pictures. By the way, thanks for ALL the text messages and voicemail. We will be writing again SOOOOON!!!

I'm an Aunty!!!

So, on July 27th, at around 5:50 pm, I became an official Aunty. My brother has a son now and it throws into sharp reality how soon I'll be giving birth. AHHH!!!

Anyway, this little guy is 7 pounds, and 20 inches long. He's got spiky black hair and long eyelashes. And true to being a member of this family, he's loud. He was screaming and crying when he came out and if you don't hold him just right....he'll scream some more.

He's so adorable I can't stop taking pictures of him. (Be warned: he scowls a lot, but you would too if you just came out of a birth canal a day ago)


Here he is! John Jerald Manao'io Andrade Burgwinkel



He looks like an Israelite baby here


Me and Baby J.J. (That's what we're calling him)


J.J. and his Grandma