Sisilieta Ku'uipo-'O-Kakela Suluka

Here we are, December 22, 2019 and as the year winds down, I wanted to take a few minutes to simply write about all that I'm grateful for.

This year really did fly by quickly. So much happened and I don't know how I lost track of the entire year. Overall, it's been a pretty ok year with the exception of the passing of my Dad. I really do miss him so much.

I have pictures of him and the family right before he passed and I catch myself crying or feeling down cause part of me wishes I would've done more to try and keep him here longer.

The last time I was on here, I nut-shelled the whole year in one post. That sounds like me these past few years though. I have a hard time taking the time to sit and update the blog.

December 11, 2019 at 9:58 am.

Sisilieta Ku'uipo-'O-Kakela Suluka

was born. She weighed in at 6 lbs 9 oz and stretched 19 inches long. She finally arrived!!

Lets rewind a bit though yeah?

December 10, 2019. Amoni and I woke up that morning and planned our day. What we originally planned totally fell through. We had plans to fix cars that we've had lined up for some time and we eneded up going to Home Depot to rent the rug doctor and we carpet cleaned the entire house! lol Way different huh?

I wanna say maybe all that walking around the house really put some work on my body cause once we were done, I showered and went to bed about 10 maybe 11 pm. Now, being 8 almost 9 months pregnant I'm constantly going to the bathroom.

Well, its about midnight on December 11, 2019 and I get up to go pee. As I'm walking out of the room to the bathroom, my water breaks! I turn to Amoni and say, "Uh oh!" and he turns and says, "Whats going on?" and I'm like, "My water just broke! On the carpet we just cleaned!" lol Yes, I was worried about the carpet too - why? I dont know.

I tell him to wake up the kids and send them to my Mom's house. I've had the baby's bag and my hospital bag already packed for what seems like weeks... you know.. I was trying to put out to the universe that I was ready to have this baby. lol

I change, we send the kids off and we are off to the Hospital.

We get the ER and the roll us down to the Womens Center and we get checked in. They bring us to one of the delivery rooms and start taking samples to confirm that I am in fact in labor.

The nurse runs 3 different tests, leaves and comes back maybe 10 minutes later and tells me that the tests came back negative and that my water has not broken.

I'm like - WHAT?!! (and in my head I'm thinking either this nurse is crazy or her tests are dumb and wrong.)

She says, she will give it maybe 45 minutes and re-test.

During this 45 minutes I'm starting to feel heavy and strong contractions and I'm telling myself, I am not going home feeling these types of contractions.

She comes back and takes more samples and leaves.

My Everything.

She comes back and says the same thing. My water hasnt broke. She checks my cervix and I've dilated from a 4 to a 6 since her first sample testing and says that based on this I am in early stage labor.

10 hours later. My next Princess is born and I couldn't be any happier.

Pregnancy was really taking a toll on my body during the 3rd trimester and honestly don't think I could've lasted until Christmas Day to have her. But just like Tamara and Henele, she was born 2 weeks early. 

The one thing about my delivery was my Dad was there. It would've been about 4 am when my contractions were really big and really long. I felt so tired to cry or scream that I wanted to just push and get her out. But the way she was positioned made it impossible for me to push cause I could've hurt her if I tried to push too early. So I sat and took the pain. 

But around this time, I saw my Dad standing off to the corner of the bed and in my head I cried out to him asking him, "What do I do?" and he would reply "Breathe Via, just Breathe!" 

And for the second half of my labor time, my dad coached me through the pain until it was finally time for me to push her out.

When I was pushing her out, I turned to look for my dad in the area he was standing before, and he had already left. 

Thank you Dad! I couldn't have done it without you!

We discharged on Friday December 13th. There weren't any complications after delivery. Just a matter of keeping an eye on me and the baby for the standard 48 hours.

Now being home for almost 2 weeks now, she is sooo loved!

I am truly grateful of my family and everything that I've been blessed with. So much has happened this past year and along with all that happened, many blessings too!

I love and miss my Dad and Im truly blessed to have my little Silieta in our growing family.

Here's to a year to remember and a new year to prepare for.

2020 will be a year to make bigger moves with bigger strides.

Happy Holidays and Happy New Years everyone!
Hope your hearts and homes are filled with Love and Joy!

I'm all good, I hope you are all too!

XOXO Via