Kaya’s Birth Story (Part 1)


I’m doing this in two parts. If you want more birth story goodness you can also read Rohan’s Birth Story

The night before Kaya’s birthday we took Rohan over to my mom n dad’s house. I came home and could barely sleep. (And not from the usual heartburny, constant peeing, always uncomfortable 9 months pregnant woes) I was so anxious. Convinced I was going to die on the table the next day. (I made John promise to live close to my mom so she could help raise the kids.)

I was scheduled to arrive at the hospital at 9:30. We arrived and after a bit of a delay (waiting for a completely unnecessary wheelchair) we made it up into the room where I’d be prepped for my repeat cesarean. I peed in a cup, got blood drawn, and was hooked up to an IV to receive a bag of fluid. My nurse gave me the run-down of what was going to happen and then we just had to hurry up and wait.

The doctor came in and I was surprised at how my black female doctor Brown had morphed into a white male Dr. Cohen. Immediately my nervousness commenced. But he seemed nice and again gave me the run-down and answered all 50-11 of my questions… Including: “Are you gunna go through the same hole or are you gunna put an equal sign on my belly?” Thankfully he didn’t skip a beat in saying he’d use the same or directly beneath. *whew!*

The anesthesiologist came in and gave me the full scoop on the spinal, and John was given his scrubs. It was about to get really real. We were told we had to wait a bit, but then 5 seconds later they started to wheel me out to the (freeezing) operating room. I got hooked up to more beeping machines, and the anesthesiologist started her spinal procedure.

I was curled over a pillow unmoving, barely breathing, and only mildly nervous. Until *prick!* she poked in her spinal juice and my left leg jumped so high. Immediately that leg was numb….and everything else was regular. Very, very slowly I started to feel a bit of numbness go do my other leg. But not fully and nothing happened to my tummy.

On goes the oxygen mask. (Honestly my first thought was, oh great now my nose is going to be chapped for days – and it was.)

“I’m not numb.” I said, and I was told by one of the nurses that I just needed to lay down and things would take effect.

The nurses all helped me lay back, and I got strapped to the table :( It was very scary for a moment and I just wanted John to be there next to me. I was laying and waiting for the spinal to make it to my tummy and chest.

No such luck.

The doctor kept pinching me (hard) and asking me if I could feel it. I was just like “OW! yes!” every time. (I wanted to kick him….but I couldn’t lift that left leg!) They couldn’t give me more meds because of my weight and the dose they already injected. So, they started carnival rides instead.

Yes, carnival rides.

There was some remote control that tilted the bed left, right, up down….everywhichaway and at one point I was almost all the way upside down. Head to the floor, legs to the sky. Naked. Strapped to a table. Drugged. Unable to move my legs.

Definitely my best moment in life. ::sigh::

So the bed tilting didn’t work, but just to be sure they did the annoying (and painful) pinch test for a while before they believed me. Then more carnival rides.

“Can someone get my husband please?”

We can as soon as we know you’re properly numb.

In that case, John’s never coming in here. I thought

“OK Fine.” I said

S-l-o-w-l-y the numbness raised to a level the doctor was comfortable with. But I wasn’t.

I saw someone lead John into the room.


I know from last time that I’d feel tugging and pulling and stretching feelings, but the sensation of my doctor’s hands on me was just too…acute. I just knew something was up, and I told them it’s not right.

“I think something’s wrong.” I said.

The anesthetist knew she’d effed up too, because she just kept on saying “she got the right amount.” “her back was perfect” “she got a good spinal” and things like that. I wanted to slap her. Thankfully the doctor listened to me and my intuition, and not that stupid chick.

I saw someone lead John out of the room.


He waited longer, and did more carnival game bed tilting, until his pinch test was way less ‘ouchie.’ Once he was pinching me at my sternum but felt like a feather gently rubbing accross my skin I was satisfied.

The doctor was satisfied too.

John came in again and immediately I start tearing up. The doctor and his student get ready to go to work, and the anesthesiologist goes in explaining to John what happened with the pinch test, and levels of numbness….and she doesn’t forget to mention that “she got the right amount” “her back was perfect” “she got a good spinal.”

I just wanted her to shut up. The doctor was just like “Oh every person’s body is different, we take to certain things in certain ways. bla bla bla bla”

John and I locked eyes. He knew as well as I did, that I got a botched spinal and I was in for a brutal ride.

Stay tuned for part two….


What was your birth experience like?



Happily married mom of two.

Fit Friday: Clean Eater


So almost 2 weeks down of my journey to optimal health, fitness, wellness… and it’s going well so far!

ooh salad

I told you here that my plan was:

Until the doc says I can work out I’m going to just focus on:

  1. Drinking as much water as is humanly possible each day 
  2. Making my snack choices healthier
  3. Replacing my morning snack or first meal with a shake
  4. Not eating/snacking/grazing after 9pm


Well I’ve been doing great with it except for #4. I’m drinking 4-6 bottles of water a day, having a shake instead of dessert or having a shake instead of a sweet snack, and I’ve replaced all the junk with healthier choices – not 100% clean, but no where near dirty! :) I’m eating after 9pm though. Even as late as midnight. My schedule is all kooky with the newborn running the show.

Overall my eating has been way cleaner. The shakes help curb my cravings for the sweet stuff, and keep me full for a few hours. Plus they’re fast to make and guzzle down. I’m a grazer and really only eat two “real” meals. I have breakfast and dinner, and then just eat snacks about every hour in between LOL.  I’ve always been a grazer, but now that I’m making the effort to focus on nutrition I really realize just how much I am chomping away on foods.

roey eats clean

Good thing the choices are healthier. We took all the junk food out of the house and John makes weekly runs to the grocery store to re-up on fruits/veggies and other good stuff.

I’ve replaced some of my staples:

  • breakfast waffles with butter and syrup —> whole wheat toast with peanut butter and raisins
  • chex mix/chips —> string cheese and wheat thins OR sliced bell pepper dipped in hummus
  • cookies/puddings/random sweet treats —> grapes, plums, shakeology, raisins, oranges, apple with peanut butter, greek yogurt

I’ve tried to force myself to have a “real” lunch, and I grill a bunch of chicken breasts for John and I twice a week. I use them in salads for lunch….and just for random grazing when I wanna chomp on something.


clean eating snacks

Eventually I will be actually planning ahead and creating a meal plan for myself and doing more meal prep besides just the chicken breasts…. But I honestly don’t see that happening until a bit later on.  I’m taking baby steps here so I ensure they stick. The next baby step I’m going to take is to boil a batch of eggs to have on hand for a few days to grab for grazing and for adding to salads.


  1. John ordered Indian food and I only ordered a green salad and grilled lamb with grilled veggies, no sauce. (Normally I’d be stuffed with Naan and chicken tikka masala and 5011 lamb samosas.)
  2. I didn’t even think about touching the ice cream John got for his carb day, even though it literally reached it’s arms out to me when I opened the freezer.


  1. When John ordered Chinese…I couldn’t resist. I did order a better meal than I normally would though: Beef and Broccoli (no rice, no noodles, no egg roll) but I did get a wonton soup which has noodles in it.
  2. I’m eating late at night, even if the choices are healthier, it isn’t good for digestion (or weight management) to eat almost 24 hrs a day.


I’m happy to say that the cleaner eating plan is a lot easier than I expected. I am glad since this is how I intend on eating for the rest of my life. The only thing I miss is sweet juices/sweet tea. I also miss working out and running. Im so looking forward to my May 5th Challenge Group so I can get back to feelin’ tha burn and get fit again!

What have you been up to for your health these days?



Happily married mom of two.

Thankful Thursday

Thankful Thursday


Again I’m borrowing K. Elizabeth’s Thankful Thursday theme….since there is just SO *bleepin* MUCH TO BE THANKFUL FOR!!!


happy easter

Happy Easter! 

I’m thankful for this upcoming weekend that I’ll be at my parents’ house. It’ll be nice to have my mom’s help with the kids and nicer to have some delicious Jamaican food on Easter! Last Easter my mom was in Florida so I went over to hang with my dad and brother. I had to cook (boo.) but we had a great time and lots of laughs. This year I’m sure will be just as fun/laugh filled, but with an additional family member and a yummy meal that I don’t have to make :)


I’m thankful that I don’t really have to leave the house, when NYC area weather is doing craziness like this:

ny weather

Seriously it was 80, and super warm and sunny, we were out in the backyard, John lost his mind and tried to turn on the AC. Windows were open, birds were chirpin….and then all of a sudden it’s in the 20s and it’s snowing.  WHY?  I don’t know. But I’m thankful that I don’t have to go out and deal with mother nature’s moodiness if I don’t want to!


Despite the cray cray weather I’m thankful for the summer approaching. The year is flying by, but I hope the summertime goes niiiice and sloooowww. I’m thankful for all the summertime fun like grilling in the backyard, and my summer travel to conferences and Florida.  Thankful for the warmth that is coming our way. You will not find me complaining about the heat or humidity…that’s for sure!



Real Quick: I’m thankful for my awesome children, the beachbody business going really well and having more income, feeling more “normal” each day and healing up well after Kaya’s birth, the health of my family and friends, chase bank not letting people commit fraud on my account lol, water, children’s books and abcmouse.com, the internet at large, e-nypl (new york public library online), and the game of thrones.


What are you thankful for today?

Happily married mom of two.

Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday: Pacifier Bandit Edition

pacifier thief


He hated the paci when he was a baby, but he’s stealing hers. Why did he pile blankets on her? To hide her perhaps?


…..this is my life.

Happily married mom of two.

Rohan Meets Kaya

Roey holds kaya

When Rohan first met Kaya, he was just released from a 1.5 hour car ride, and was at home for the first time in 4 days. He was a wild man. Running here and there, shreiking, pointing at and labeling everything in sight, screaming everyone’s name and hugging everyone.

Except me.

Except the lady holding the baby.

I cried.

My mom guided him over and was like Rohan here’s Kaya, this is your sister. He said: Whoa! Cool! And commenced running, shrieking, pointing and labeling.

I was disappointed.

Later on, when he’d settled in and calmed down to his normal self. He came to me and gave hugs and was all mama mama mama again. He took some long looks at Kaya but didn’t say much or try to touch her. We encouraged him to touch her hand gently, but he wanted no part of it.

When I was changing her, he came over and watched, still silent. But just nodding slowly. This is odd because normally he’s asking questions about everything, touching everything and opening everything. But he just watched tentatively not moving besides nodding.

ro and kai


On the second day, he was a little braver. He touched her hand (stole her mitten) and gave her kisses before his nap and before bed. He raced over when she cried, and he calls out for her and waves “hiiiii” in her face. I think he wonders why she doesn’t respond.

Since then he’s been great about her. I have to remind him to be gentle, and watch like a hawk if she’s in her rocker while he’s tornado-ing around the living room. He hears her first when she wakes up, and screams “KAYA FUSSING!” and bounds down the hall and waits for me to catch up. He loves helping, and will get her items for changes, and blankets and whatnot. He loves giving her kisses and hugs and is brazenly touching her, reading to her and showing off his coloring pages to her. lol.


Roey Kisses Kaya

HOWEVER…. In general, his behavior has started deteriorating. He’s tantrumming more than ever, and I’m not sure if it’s because of “terrible two” toddlerness, or if it’s Kaya related. Maybe a bit of both. ::shrug::  He’s gotten a few time outs, and boy does he hate that.  Luckily, threatening time outs gets his behavior back on track…usually. (He’s lucky he hasn’t gotten punched in the face yet.)

Overall He’s a great big brother, and loves when we praise him for being one. He’s dealing with a bit of jealousy but he’s such a resilient lil trooper that he’s handling it in stride. Giving him special one on one Roey/Mommy time helps. But, I can’t wait until they can play together.

Any ideas on how to keep making big bro feel extra special?

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