Saturday, December 31, 2011

Grrr iPad...grrrrr

I know, I'm a total witch for complaining about something that's freaking awesome BUT somehow in trying to edit my blog my iPad deleted my custom made header. Just upload it again, right? laptop was brutally murdered by a virus recently and, until I get an external hard drive, convince my brother-in-law to let me borrow his"precious" gaming computer, and beg my husband to transfer my thousands of pictures I'm outta luck. all my new years eve whining...does anyone know any tricks for editing using an iPad? If you do, I'd love the help...and...if you live in Houston I'll teach, your babes, you, or anyone in your family how to swim for free. Too bad I can't do swim lesson swaps like, all the time...damn me for not being a crafty awesome person. Oh well. Happy new years! Xo J

New Years and yeaaaa

It doesn't feel like New Years Eve.It just doesn't.Not like it's a bad thing, just feels like the same ol' same ol'But holy crap guys, I've downloaded a gazillion apps to help me organize my life, my goals, my weight loss, AND reefs first birthday luau...yes A BIRTHDAY LUAUA BACK IN HAWAII WITH A GOOD ONE HUNDRED PEOPLE. Welcome to being Hawaiian. My dad started planning when Reef was born. I. Kid. You. Not.Sooo while I lounge in pj's in this foggy weather. Here's a piece of my 2012 idears.XoJ

Friday, December 30, 2011

Mirror mirror on the wall

Oh. WOW. Who knew mirrors could turn my son into such a self obsessed lil dude. Kidding.... Kind of... So...for new lethal baby calming weapon, a mirror! Got any baby calming weapons you used to use, are using, or would NEVER use?! I would really loooove to know!

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Impossibly Easy Breakfast Bake

I love the fact that I can type "breakfast bake" into google and I get a million delicious recipes.

Below I have Betty's version with how I altered it in capital letters. This is how I tend to cook. Which is why I'm hesitant at sharing recipes...I tend to mix & match and I rarely almost always turns out yummy.

So enjoy my little Fat Kids, enjoy.

J aka A Total Fat Kid


2 packages (12 oz each) bulk pork sausage {16oz CANADIAN BACON DICED}
1medium bell pepper, chopped (1 cup){I DIDN'T ADD THIS BECAUSE MY HUSBAND'S A BELL PEPPER HATER}
1medium onion, chopped (1/2 cup)
3cups frozen hash brown potatoes{I TOTALLY DID 4 CUPS}
2cups shredded Cheddar cheese (8 oz)
1/4teaspoon pepper{1/2tsp PEPPER}

Step 1:
Heat oven to 400°F. Grease rectangular baking dish, 13x9x2 inches. Cook sausage, bell pepper {GARLIC}and onion in 10-inch skillet over medium heat, stirring occasionally, until sausage is no longer pink; drain. Stir together sausage mixture, potatoes and 1 1/2 cups of the cheese in baking dish.

Step 2:
Stir Bisquick mix, milk, pepper {ROSEMARY}and eggs until blended.
Pour into baking dish.

Step 3:
Bake uncovered 40 to 45 minutes or until knife inserted in center comes out clean. Sprinkle with remaining cheese. Bake 1 to 2 minutes longer or just until cheese is melted. Cool 5 minutes.
Find the recipe here

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Baby envy...or not

So. For a while I was feeling completely cheated. My son (in all his glorious high needs craziness) cried(s) a lot, needs constant attention, constant stimulation, constant touch, and still has trouble napping without being held or cuddled. I barely get things done now that he's pretty much over being in his sling and ME time doesn't exist. We're attached constantly. Moving around constantly.


Honestly, how awesome is it that I get to hang out and play 24/7. Christmas Night I finally just LET GO. So maybe things aren't as tidy and maybe my hair is extra oily and,yes, my son is the one screaming bloody murder in the grocery line but i really need this toilet paper im buying...I'm getting precious time with the raddest lil dude ever and that right there is priceless. If it takes me rolling all over the bed with Reef while singing made up songs about his binky to make him giggle and not cry, I'll do it.

It's amazing. No one has ever been able to get me to just play and hang out...Zach was the first person to EVER get me to play video games (I always thought they were a waste of time that could be spent actually doing things)...I have to always be doing something productive. Yet Reef, in his persistent padowan wisdom, kept screaming until I just stopped and played.

Now, I'm happier than I've ever been, I'm living completely in the moment, and I've never felt so alive.

I hope you enjoy the rest of your week!


Ps my lovely in-laws have a hot tub that we utilize daily. Reef is obviously the next MP (yes that stands for Michael Phelps) :)


Have you ever lived with boys?


If you have, have you ever gone to wash your face in the bathroom at 5am reached around the sink for the clean hand towel you know you put there the night before, wipe your face with it and half way through wiping realize that some nasty dude has totally used it on his balls?

I have. A few too many times. So, as a kind reminder to my husband (I really hope his brother doesn't do it too but I haven't wanted to ask since I put those putrid towels all over my clean face) I made these signs.

Happy Wednesday.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011


Let's step back to Sunday for a moment...

I was desperate for a shower and reef was covered in puke. My mother-in-law offered to watch him for a bit so I could get a few things done (as of now we're living with my in-laws while renovating a studio type deal). Watch out! I was not going to let this opportunity slip by.

Soooo I figured I would shower Reef with me (I do this way too much when I'm home alone & he's inconsolable) then hand him off to gramma.

I asked if she would come with me and hand him to me once I got in since, let's face it, that's way easier then doing it by myself. I also asked if I could then hand him back to her once he was squeaky clean so I could actually shave my legs.

Now, I didn't realize I hadn't asked her if this would make her uncomfortable until her, Reef, and I were crammed in the bathroom with the shower running as I quickly undressed... The time had passed for me to give her a chance to opt out ot laugh off the awkward so I said nothing, got in, took reef from her, and then proceeded to chitchat with her. It was maybe 3 minutes then i handed the baby back and she left.

While I finished my much needed leg shaving I thought 'hmmmm too much?am I being THAT girl right now??' I totally was. Then I realized 'ohmygod I'm acting like my mom'.....I guess after giving birth in front of an entire class of nurses, my mom, my dad, my husband, my sister, and my aunt I lost all sense of shame. But, even if all of those people hadn't been watching me push Reef out, my college roommate could probably tell you that I would have done it anyways.

Some things never change. I'll always be THAT girl.


Letters to Santa

Dear Santa,

What I want for Christmas is cheap, unless you want to get me a ticket home then that's $1,000 and for a man who only works once a year I think that's out of your price range. All I'm asking for (more like begging for) is one day where I can just lay in bed and do absolutely nothing. All. By. My. Self. No baby, no husband, no in-laws, no phone calls, just lil me.

Considering I do everything for everyone else I don't see this as a selfish request.


A tired mommy trying to regain her sanity.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

RIP Kainoa

A year ago today I fell on the floor in my hallway, tears streaming down my face, and clutching my stomach that housed a pea sized Reef. It was 5am and raining, raining hard. It never rains in Ewa Beach.

A week after I found out I was pregnant you died. Just like that.

And then right after you were gone you gave three people what they had been begging God for. You gave them life four days before Christmas. Wow.

There were three days of nonstop celebration in honor of your life. All of Kona was there. Everyone cried, partied, and cried some more. I wish I could've been at the parties.

I didn't get to see your family until ten months later, yes, that was too long. By this time I had my son and he was two months old but your mother's sorrow was still eating her. I could see you missing from her soul and it tore me apart. Her strength was so admirable, when she held Reef I cried and hoped she didn't see. She's my hero.

My father gave Reef his middle name, Kaikoa. Yes, Warrior of The Ocean, I don't think there's a better name then that for him. I ask you, ever so humbly, to watch over him Kainoa and give me strength like that of your mother's to love him and help him grow.

We miss you and know you're still there, in all of Kona town wrapping your arms around those you love.


Monday, December 19, 2011

Broke-ass Christmas

This year we. Are. Broke. Well, not so broke that we couldn't buy gifts but we're on a serious budget. NOTE if anyone is getting out of the military soon PLAN AHEAD we got by just fine but took a huge income hit, especially since I just had given birth to Reef and wasn't working when we left the Army.

Now, I don't care about being broke. I grew up poor. We never had big Christmases but it didn't matter. Christmas is about family and community, pure and simple. There were many Christmases without a tree and small gifts but I don't remember ever "feeling" broke or let down. I remember going to Christmas Eve Mass and singing all the songs I love, driving around different neighborhoods and being wowed by the light shows, taking gifts my mother collected from the community to people much poorer than us and I'll never forget the parents faces and the hugs we shared- this is what Christmas means to me, it's completely magical. Love and giving. I hope to instill these values in my son.

This year will be quite a change.

We've started a new adventure in Texas and are living with my in-laws who, I'm sooooo lucky to say, are amazing and we get along fabulously. They're big on, they buy huge gifts HUGE. I'm not complaining, I enjoy nice things and being pampered but my husband is stressing about not getting people expensive gifts. He's such a Taurus. I repeat to him that it's the thoughtfulness of the gifts, it's the hug that it's delivered with that matters...not the price.

Maybe I don't care enough, who knows.

All I know is I have my family, I was able to use miles to fly my sister home to my parents, and I've got cocoa in the pantry.


Friday, December 16, 2011

Focusing on the Good.

Do you ever get so tired that the littlest thing sets you off?

I've been like this the last few days and really need an attitude change. I mean...i got absolutely livid with Zach for eating pretzels in whoa, I'm going to kill you!

I'm reeling myself back in.

I've been so focused on being tired that I've been dwelling on the negative and thats a dark road I don't like going down.

Soooo I'm shaping up, taking a much needed HOT shower while Reef naps and focusing on everything beautiful in my life.


Wednesday, December 14, 2011

One of them days...

This photo speaks for me today. Yay for teething...

Monday, December 12, 2011

The Zaky Hand

First, some sweetness...

Photobucket This, my friends, is the Zaky Hand. My best friend is amazing enough to send it to me because Reef can't sleep without being cuddled. He won't nap good unless I'm wrapped around his tiny little frame. As precious as it is and as much as I secretly loooove it. My wifey duties and need to constantly be doing something are severly suffering from it. We moved here October 18th...our household goods arrived November 15th...I STILL HAVEN'T UNPACKED MY SHIZ.

Hopefully that is all about to change.

This awesome device feels like a human hand and forearm, therefore helping baby sleep better (chaching!). Reef's already using it. I'm hoping to ween him out of our bed and into the crib using this handy dandy..errr hand..

P.s. I know it looks creepy...okay extremely creepy...but it's worth a shot.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Desperation Sunday

Today we were completely desperate to keep Reef happy & entertained...with that being said, I did something I promised myself I wouldn't do... I put him on my knee, gave him his teether (which vibrates when he bites it, its basically the coolest thing EVER), & turned on the tv...Yo Gabba Gabba to be exact. And...well...he stopped crying and watched every second of it, screaming with joy at random parts of the show.

Good mommy? Bad mommy? Who knows but he did enjoy those bright colors & fun songs.

I'm not going to lie, it was sooooo nice to be able to sit with him for 25 minutes straight and just chill out.

Anyone have opinions on tv & babies/ toddlers/ kids?

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Saturday, December 10, 2011

High-Need Baby, Yes...there is such a thing

I was in complete tears this morning...I mean WHOA.

A friend gave me her copy of The Fussy Baby Book by Dr. Sears (how i love him & his wife). She never realy used it since she had such angelic easy lil babes. I finally cracked it open this morning and OMG YOU GUYS THAT RIGHT THERE IS MY SON!

I have been completely befuddled, exhausted, and frustrated. I had to stop reading baby development books, I had to stop all of my emails that send baby updates, and I had to stop listening to well, everyone. Even my dearest friends who are great parents had no idea what to say to me. You see...this crazy baby I have hated being swaddled, he rarely napped as a newborn, he hates anything restrictive (including clothes), has been hyper alert since birth, hates to be set down, refuses to play with anything that isn't myself or my husband, wants what he needs RIGHT when he needs it, hates sleeping in his crib, and has wanted to stand since he was four weeks old more than anything else in the world.

Now, after all the reading and talking to doctors and friends and nurses and parents and grandparents- THIS. IS. NOT. NORMAL. Oh, awesome...just what every new young mommy wants to hear. Whatever. I went with it. I did what I thought Reef needed and of course thought I was doing everything wrong. When he was three months old I finally told Zach, "I can't do it, I need sleep. I'm putting him in the bed with us" and, oh holy shit, if that didn't get me a whole slew of advice I didn't ask for. People are really good at, accidentally, making you feel like a terrible parent but hey...when your baby won't sleep for longer than an hour at a time and you're THAT tired, you'll do anything..right?!

Well, Dr. Sears and his lovely wife had a High-Need daughter and wrote a book about their journey with her and other high-need babies they've worked with and well, it's my new Bible (sorry God). After reading the first two chapters I had a whole new confidence and outlook on life. Guess what, I WASN'T DOING ANYTHING WRONG (i know right?!). I was actually...wait for it...doing it RIGHT..I should say WE since my husband is right there with me every tired step of the way.

It's called Attachment-Parenting. See, Reef NEEDS to be held, he NEEDS to be cuddled at night, he NEEDS the constant physical interaction...NEEDS NEEDS NEEDS...Now, I had way too many people tell me "youre spoiling him" or "he really shouldnt be sleeping with you, you could smother him you know" and (my favorite) "have you tried patting him and shushing him when he wakes in the middle of the night, it puts my daughter right back to sleep"...I feel so at ease now, so relieved. I hadn't met anyone else with a baby like Reef and was starting to worry that there was something seriously wrong.

Does anyone else have a High-Need Baby/Toddler/Child/Teen? If you do or have experienced one I would absolutely love to hear your wisdom.


Dear Jonny Jump Up thank you for entertaing Reef for 5 minutes at a time so I can sip my coffee and not pour it down my throat.

Friday, December 9, 2011

Ummm, yes please!

I'm not a craft-thinker-upper...I'm just not. I used to be but somehow I've lost my spark...will I ever regain it? Who knows...BUT I'm perfectly content stalking other bloggers fun crafts and DIY projects and recreating them! Here are four that are on my to do list for this weekend since everyone is either working or out of town.
 How awesome are these decorative Christmas Trees?! Go to Creative Juice to see the turorial, they're super easy and inexpensive to put together AND they're quick so yay for getting them done during nap time!

I also LOVE this Advent Tree from Creative Juice! I've always had Advent Calendars and Advent wreaths with candles but never an Advent Tree. I'm loving it. 
Space 46

This Snowflake banner is cute and elegand and easy peasy AND cheap. My at Space 46 is basically super human..seriously..shes a full time mommy, wifey, student, and employee! Not to mention a fabulous crafty blogger with awesome taste.
The DIY Mommy

That's leg warmers! Totally making some for my son. I love them but they're pricey and I just dont have the extra dollar bills for them right now. This tutorial seems easy enough. I also found two other sites that have a bit simpler instructions. The first one is Everything Your Mama Made  and Daisy Designs Shops.

Anyone have fun plans for the weekend?


Thursday, December 8, 2011

Gay Pride

I can't believe I missed hearing about this group at gay pride this year!

I know there has been A LOT of controversy over the repeal of the Don't ask Don't tell policy and I'm still not sure how I feel about it BUT I love all of my gay friends and I love all of our brave men and women who are fighting in this horrid war. So, I can't help but love this photo.

Share your thoughts with me, I'd love to hear your views.


Sunday, December 4, 2011

Holy toys

When did Reef get big enough for a bouncy walker?!

Happy Sunday everyone. I hoe you're all relaxing and enjoying the day!

Thursday, December 1, 2011


Yes. My son is a binky addict that is now starting to suck his thumb. I think its really due to the fact that I have to pump and use bottles so he needs extra comfort sucking but gah. I hate the binky. Did anyone one else have a binky addict? How and when did you wean them off of it? Let me know your thoughts, please.

Reefs also into attempting to suffocate himself by pulling whatever is near him over his head- awesome. I constantly sleep with one eye open.