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The Gang Reunited November 26, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — oshikagang @ 9:48 pm

After a week away at Camp Fun with Ojichan Shu, Leo came home yesterday. So far he has noticed that there is a different smell in the house, especially near the baby’s laundry basket, but has not put two and two together that there is a whole other person here. Mostly he just wonders why I don’t want to play with his toy cat.
A lot of people have asked how our furry kids are reacting to the new addition. We’ve been surprised that the cat has been far more upset by the transition than the dog. It doesn’t surprise me that Leo isn’t interested in anyone who can’t play tug-of-war, but it does surprise me that Blu has been so miffed. She’s slowly coming around, however, and I’m sure we’ll find a new equilibrium soon.


As for our Oshika gang, well, we’ve figured out who the heavyweight is, and it’s not Johnny.
Aili has gained more than a pound in the last week (half of which in the past few days!), and is now weighing in at 8 1/2 lbs and going strong! That’s up 1 1/4 lb from her low point last Wednesday! She has her daddy’s appetite, and can really eat up a storm. Blessedly, like any of us, a full tummy makes her sleep long and deeply, so we can go 4 – 5 hours in a stretch after she has a real feeding frenzy. Ironically, Johnny has been getting MORE sleep than he usually does because he doesn’t have to get up so early to commute! I can’t say the same, but am still able to get 6-8 hours with a few breaks in between. Even though the sleep is in pieces rather than all at once, we’re feeling pretty good.

We have been able to keep eating (thank you Ayako and our darling neighbours Pat and Cathy!), battle the dog hair (helps when there’s no dog in the house) and even run a few loads of laundry. Johnny is amazed by how much laundry such a teeny person can produce.

Yesterday we had a family shopping trip to the Bay so I could get nursing bras. Well, so far the morning sickness, bloating, stretch marks, giant belly, moaning and complaining, labour, screaming, delivery, torrent of blood, flabby belly, and milk leakage haven’t made Johnny wince, but I’m pretty sure the sheer ugliness of nursing bras is sure to cinch it. Good thing he’s so able to look past all the nasty stuff.
That man LOVES his kid.


In fact, he’s taken her out for a walk just now.

You remember the practice run:


Well, here’s the real thing:


I am also delighted to report that I seem to be deflating rapidly (although I’m sure that I’ll stop at some point, and sooner rather than I’d prefer). Not only can I do up my winter jacket, but I can no longer hold up my 9-months maternity jeans and have downgraded to the 5-6 months pair. I have hope again that I will someday fit into my shoes, have only one chin (although that time is still far far away), and *fingers crossed* fit into my wedding rings soon.
For those who are interested, the post-pregnancy belly is quite nasty. It’s saggy, feels like bread dough that has risen but not yet been baked, and the stretch marks are here to stay. Once again, it’s a good thing I picked a husband who isn’t superficial and looks at me with loving eyes regardless of all the horrors.

Before:

After:

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A Few Days of Firsts November 25, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — oshikagang @ 7:25 am

We’ve been very delinquent at keeping this blog up to date, but we’ve been very busy. In the last few days, we’ve had our first walk outside, our first car adventure, lost our umbilical cord, had lots of visitors, and had our first bath! I guess when you’re 6 days old, everything is a first. We’ll tell you more stories in future posts, but in the meantime, here are some pictures to keep you amused.

With Auntie Alexa:

Kisses from Annabelle:

Braving the cold for our first walk outside

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Ojiichan (Grandpa):

3 Generations:

Auntie Michele:

Eyelashes:

A difficult adjustment:

 

A Few Days of Firsts

Filed under: Uncategorized — oshikagang @ 7:25 am

We’ve been very delinquent at keeping this blog up to date, but we’ve been very busy. In the last few days, we’ve had our first walk outside, our first car adventure, lost our umbilical cord, had lots of visitors, and had our first bath! I guess when you’re 6 days old, everything is a first. We’ll tell you more stories in future posts, but in the meantime, here are some pictures to keep you amused.

With Auntie Alexa:

Kisses from Annabelle:

Braving the cold for our first walk outside:

Ojiichan (Grandpa):

3 Generations:

Auntie Michele:

Eyelashes:

A difficult adjustment:

 

Ever Hear a Baby Cry Hearself Hoarse? November 22, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — oshikagang @ 12:25 am

Despite the title of this post, things are actually going well today. Our midwife Tracy gave us some excellent feeding help yesterday, and we’re starting to feel better about that whole aspect of it, which is, as you can imagine, a huge relief.
So what’s with the crying, you ask? Well, our house decided to take revenge on us after all the things we’ve done to it this year. Couldn’t have picked a better time. At 4:30 this morning, as we were just about to feed her, the power went out on the whole block! Now normally this wouldn’t be a problem, especially for those lucky people in all the OTHER houses who were actually sleeping. But for some reason, there was a remnant of an old alarm system buried somewhere in our attic, and this power outage (but not any of the other ones we’ve had in the past 3 years) set it off. At 4:30 in the morning.
Our first instinct was that it was the car alarm for some reason, but neither of us knew how to turn it off. But when Johnny rushed outside to check, he said it was coming from the roof of the house. I put the baby down on her sheepskin on the ottoman, but even though she was safe, it must have been very surprising, and VERY cold!
Ultimately, Johnny dug through old insulation in the attic in the dark in his housecoat and got the alarm off, but not before it went off for 20 minutes and probably woke up everyone on our street. (Eep. Sorry, neighbours.) The only person who was probably more pissed off at us than the neighbours was the poor baby.
Fortunately, she is very forgiving, especially if you feed her.

 

Ever Hear a Baby Cry Hearself Hoarse?

Filed under: Uncategorized — oshikagang @ 12:25 am

Despite the title of this post, things are actually going well today. Our midwife Tracy gave us some excellent feeding help yesterday, and we’re starting to feel better about that whole aspect of it, which is, as you can imagine, a huge relief.
So what’s with the crying, you ask? Well, our house decided to take revenge on us after all the things we’ve done to it this year. Couldn’t have picked a better time. At 4:30 this morning, as we were just about to feed her, the power went out on the whole block! Now normally this wouldn’t be a problem, especially for those lucky people in all the OTHER houses who were actually sleeping. But for some reason, there was a remnant of an old alarm system buried somewhere in our attic, and this power outage (but not any of the other ones we’ve had in the past 3 years) set it off. At 4:30 in the morning.
Our first instinct was that it was the car alarm for some reason, but neither of us knew how to turn it off. But when Johnny rushed outside to check, he said it was coming from the roof of the house. I put the baby down on her sheepskin on the ottoman, but even though she was safe, it must have been very surprising, and VERY cold!
Ultimately, Johnny dug through old insulation in the attic in the dark in his housecoat and got the alarm off, but not before it went off for 20 minutes and probably woke up everyone on our street. (Eep. Sorry, neighbours.) The only person who was probably more pissed off at us than the neighbours was the poor baby.
Fortunately, she is very forgiving, especially if you feed her.

Daddy getting into the ‘hang’ of it:


Mommy sneaking a power nap:


Loooong eyelashes starting to unfurl:


Future superhero?


It looks like a smile, but is probably either a yawn or a cry:

 

Aili – Day 3 November 21, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — oshikagang @ 3:05 am

Sudden realization: it’s tough to type with a newborn in your arms.

You’ll have to be satisfied with a few pics:



Big feet!

 

The New O November 20, 2007

Filed under: Uncategorized — oshikagang @ 4:22 am


We are writing with delight to tell you about the newest arrival to our family, Aili Patricia Oshika.
Aili (pronounced Eye-Lee) was born yesterday, Sunday November 18th at 7:39am at Royal Columbian Hospital – three days early!

My water broke at about 6:30 on Saturday evening, and I started experiencing mild contractions around 9pm. By midnight Johnny thought I was on death’s door, but when our midwife checked I was only 1cm dilated! They don’t call it ‘labour’ for nothing. By 5:30, however, I had zipped right up to 7-8cm and we hurried off to the hospital. (*Note for those who care: No, I did not mess up the upholstery in the new car.)

Unfortunately for me, we hadn’t realized how fast labour was progressing and by the time we got to the hospital it was too late for any helpful pain-relieving drugs. Suffice to say, it was an experience I don’t hope to experience again anytime soon.

After only 40 minutes of pushing, Aili joined us! She was 8 lbs, 1oz and 21 inches long. She has lots of black hair – in fact, she’s a bit furry all over – Johnny’s nose, a birthmark on her chest, and dark eyes with long eyelashes. We can’t tell quite yet if they’re going to be Asian eyes, but regardless, we agree that she’s the cutest person we’ve ever seen.

I sustained some mild damage from the delivery, but seem to be bouncing back ok. We are still figuring out the sleeping and breastfeeding issues, and are pretty exhausted. We expect there to be some long days and nights ahead, but at least Johnny has taken some time off work so we can support each other through it all.

Thank you to all our friends and family for having been so supportive of us over the past months, and for your continuing patience and support as we lunge into this new adventure called parenthood.

Slimy and one minute old:

On the examining table:

Proud and tired mom:


Proud papa:


First family pic:

Eyes open:

Proud grandma!

Going home: