Okay now, in the beginning...

Well in the beginning we created 3 amazing daughters. Noelani, Shaylin & Alana. All pictures of perfection. Blue eyed American girls. The quintessential dream come true. No space children here. You know the ones. Admit it, you smile and say how beautiful they are yet you wonder what type of alien they are.

I hope that with the creation of this blog I can keep you informed about Alana and how she's doing. How Shaylin & Noelani, the 2 greatest sisters that any little girl could ask for, are doing. And then tossed in somewhere along the way how Larry & I are.

Here's the background that you so need to understand how we got to this point of crude humor and twisted sense of entertainment. I am going to break this up into sections as it will be to much at once.

Alana was born in October 2003. She was a complicated pregnancy due to her inability to show us that she could move all her limbs and not be a stick in the mud. I think that she just liked being the center of attention. That she somehow knew in that little forming mind of hers that if she stayed really still, didn't move so much as a finger, we'd look at her. We'd spend hours gazing at her through a monitor, banging spoons on my stomach just waiting for her to honor us with a glimpse of movement. All and all she ended up being fine. We looked in on her twice a week for 4 & a half months until the day that she was delivered.

She was born at 38 weeks via C-Section. Upon entry the doctor commented on how "overdone" she appeared. Funny thing is is that she wasn't. We had a rather accurate date for her conception so we thought absolutely nothing of it. Looking back this was the start of a lot of things that Alana did that we just chalked up to Alana being different then her sisters.

She was a big girl, weighing in at 8 lbs plus a few ounces. She was red and rashy but nothing that gave us any big indication of what was coming in her little life. We stayed in the hospital for 4 days due to a few minor hiccups that I had going on. We arrived home on Halloween night just in time for the onslaught of trick or treater's. My mom and dad where here (thank god) to help with the girls. Larry & dad took the girls trick or treating and mom and I stayed at home with Alana.

Life was good. We had our 3 amazingly beautiful and smart daughters. Things settled into the routines that are the normal for a family with 3 kids. School, functions, sports, and chaos. Things stayed that way for a few months. Then came Christmas. Alana is just shy of 3 months old now. Here we begin a very long journey.