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Still Here

I'm still here, I just took a hiatus from blogging for a while.  Shortly after we moved from the North Shore to Kailua, I began experiencing physical and mental issues that were baffling and debilitating. I didn't have the motivation or the mental clarity to blog about it and I was overwhelmed with where to even start. I spent all my free time researching and trying everything I could to fix myself.  I felt so incredibly broken and hopeless. In December I got some answers that helped steer me in the right direction and in January, after we moved from the island, I got even more answers.  Now we've been away from Hawaii for a couple of weeks and I'm finally feeling my normal self beginning to shine through once again. I'm not healed yet but I'm on my way.

To be honest, the entire past three years have been rough. We were living in Hawaii so life should have been great but it wasn't all rainbows and beach time like you might imagine. Our time there was nothing like we thought it would be. There were plenty of good things but just as many bad. It was a love/hate relationship. Sure, Hawaii is absolutely gorgeous but I didn't love living there. You have no idea how guilty I feel about not loving it when everything and everyone told me that I should. Living in Hawaii is vastly different than vacationing there.  I've found that if I said anything negative about it, people responded with "but at least you are in Hawaii!" So I tried to keep the complaining to a minimum and kept the blog posts focused on CC and the positive things.

Housing and health were our biggest struggles. I was newly pregnant when we arrived in Hawaii. We stayed in temporary lodging for two months before we finally got a house. Johnnie was gone a lot during that first year and almost missed CC's birth which happened 3 weeks early because I was induced with sudden severe hypertension.  I battled my blood pressure for over a year after that and I still have to check it regularly.  Johnnie deployed for 6 months when CC was 6 weeks old. That was just about the time I started developing severe postpartum anxiety that lasted for about 10 months. The severe anxiety, along with the deployment, being so far from family and friends, and everything that comes along with birth, a c-section, recovery, and caring for a new baby... honestly, I was so miserable that entire first year and things that I thought and felt were so terrifying that it still upsets me to think about it.  I never want to can't go through it again.

When CC was about 7 months old, she developed a small spot of eczema on her face that became severe and uncontrollable, covering her face, arms, hands, and legs. It was heartbreaking and it baffled all of her doctors and specialists. Dulce was also having issues with recurrent yeast infections on her nails and also with cracked and bleeding paws that wouldn't heal. It was a very difficult time and I spent every free moment on the internet searching for answers that I never found. I was inundated with so much "helpful advice" every single time we left the house that I purposefully kept it off the blog and Facebook (I'm an expert in Photoshop) because I didn't need more advice coming at us from that angle as well. Our house was build on the old Hickam flight line which was highly contaminated with petroleum and who knows what else. We weren't made aware of this until after we moved in. We were warned not to even touch exposed soil. Dulce didn't even like going into the yard. We assumed that the contamination had something to do with CC and Dulce's issues but there is no way to know for sure.

Last January, we decided to move off base so we could experience "real" Hawaii living for our final year here and see if it might help both CC and Dulce's persistent and puzzling health problems.  We left our big new house that had central air and a garage and moved into a tiny beachfront vacation rental on the North Shore.

The house itself was great, although it had some issues due to poor upkeep, and we loved the location. It was a short drive to work for Johnnie, I walked on the beach every single morning, and we spent most of our time outside on the large deck overlooking the ocean - I cherished our days there! As an added bonus, CC's eczema started healing and was completely gone within a few months! Dulce's paws also completely healed! The hassle of moving off base was worth it just for that. We can't say for certain that the soil contamination at the other house had anything to do with their issues but it's a pretty big coincidence that they both got better after we moved.

It was a furnished vacation rental so we put all our things into a storage unit and looked forward to living a simple life for a year.  As it turned out, it was an extremely poorly run vacation rental.  All of the bedding, towels, and kitchen items were unusable so we had to get some of our things out of storage to use. Living beachfront meant constant wind and salty humid air.  It ruined everything that we had outside within a few weeks. Even things inside the house had a salty coating on them and began to rust. Worst of all, the owner was c-r-a-z-y and the property managers didn't do much to help. We were paying a lot to live there and the owner was inconsiderate and uncooperative. She kept making things worse for us and after five months, we had enough and decided to break our lease and move (which we were legally allowed to do because the landlord was not holding up her end). Our large security deposit was held for no valid reason so we actually had to go to court to get it back, which we did successfully.

We moved from the North Shore to a house in Kailua. The house was larger, cheaper, only a few minutes walk to the beach, and walking and biking distance to everything in Kailua. The landlord was super sweet, lived right next door, and was fine with only a six month lease that we needed. The house looked great and most of our things fit but some things still needed to stay in the storage unit (which I'm now very thankful that it was all in a safe, clean, climate-controlled location).

Johnnie left for six weeks right after we moved in. Within days of him leaving, I came down with some sort of intestinal bug that lasted for five days. CC never got it so I assume it was something I ate.  A week after that, I had the worst PMS ever and then I suddenly started having full-blown panic attacks. I had three or four panic attacks every single day that lasted for about an hour each. I could barely function to take care of CC, Dulce, and myself. One morning I had to call our sweet landlord to come over and make CC breakfast because I couldn't get off the floor. I couldn't even drive two miles to the grocery store without having an attack. Every little thing about life felt completely overwhelming. With only a few friends on the island and all family an ocean away, I felt stuck and every day seemed impossible to get through.

You couldn't possibly know or understand how terrifying a panic attack is unless you have ever experienced one for yourself.  It literally feels like you are going to die.  There are terrifying physical symptoms (including all the ones of a heart attack) as well as intense unrelenting feelings of fear, adrenaline, panic, and anxiety. Irrational and uncontrollable emotions and thoughts raced through my head. I felt like I was losing my mind and going crazy. Every thought, emotion, and feeling I had felt exaggerated and wrong and there was nothing I could to stop or change things.

The panic attacks came out of the blue and they were so frequent and so severe, that I thought something must be wrong with me. I refused to believe it was "just stress". I had severe anxiety for a long time after CC was born but no panic attacks, so why now?

Besides the panic attacks, I was having a ton of other symptoms that included frequent shortness of breath, chest pain, dizziness, and constant heart palpitations. A sweet friend drove me to a walk-in health clinic on base so I could get checked out, since I couldn't drive there myself. I had basic blood work done but it was all normal. I had thyroid and iron checked but that was normal. I had B12 and folate checked and the B12 was actually high. They did an EKG but that was normal. I even wore a heart event monitor 24/7 for two whole weeks but that also came back normal.  So I got no answers from all of that but at least I know I have a healthy heart now!

The panic attacks lasted for one monthly cycle, then I had horrific PMS once again, and then just as suddenly as they started, the panic attacks stopped. What the hell?! That made me start thinking that everything could be related to a hormonal issue. Although the panic attacks stopped, the anxiety continued. I was filled with high anxiety every single day, all day long.  It was unbearable but at least I was functioning better and able to drive again.

Occasionally I would have a non-anxious day only to sink into a very low depression, feeling like every ounce of happiness was sucked out of my soul and would never come back. I was a mess. To top it off, I had a few scary reactions to foods I normally ate which made me assume that my dairy allergy had gotten worse.

Back story: When I was 30, I had a few scary reactions to uncooked dairy. Within 10-15 minutes of eating/drinking, I get a lump in the back of my throat and it becomes extremely painful and difficult to swallow even my own saliva. I can still breathe but I can't swallow at all.  It was terrifying but since I was breathing okay and had no other symptoms, I never went to the hospital. From then on, I assumed that I had a dairy allergy but I was never officially tested for it. Over the years, I found that I could eat butter and most cheeses without a reaction and I was also okay with things containing dairy that were cooked. I haven't had ice cream or yogurt for seven years now! After CC was born, I had some new reactions to goat cheese and other dairy-containing things I had been eating prior, so I cut back on dairy even more.

With new reactions happening, I started avoiding all foods that contained or may contain dairy.  My high anxiety made this worse, to the point where I became terrified to eat any food that I didn't make myself.  It's difficult to know if dairy is an ingredient in food prepared at restaurants. For example, did you know that the raspberry vinaigrette dressing at Quiznos contains dairy protein? Me neither, until I had a reaction from it. My diet quickly became the cleanest it's ever been - nothing packaged or processed, no artificial or chemical ingredients or preservatives of any kind. I even started baking our own bread.

This change in my diet did not help my anxiety level. However, I did notice after cutting out all traces of dairy that my lifelong digestive issues went away. That made me think about my younger years and made me realize that regardless of whether or not I'm allergic to dairy, I am obviously lactose intolerant. I wish I would've realized it sooner!

I finally got an appointment to see my primary doctor with the long list of symptoms I was experiencing: panic attacks, anxiety, depression, irritability, mood swings, brain fog, difficulty concentrating, extreme fatigue, difficulty sleeping, feelings of complete overwhelm, uncontrollable fears and thoughts, no libido, short menstrual cycles, heavy and painful periods, severe PMS, bloating, gas, indigestion, increased food sensitivities, hair loss, itchy skin, swollen joints, congested sinuses, headaches, itchy painful eyes, sensitivity to light, random body and muscle pains, heart palpitations, chest pain, shortness of breath, dizziness, and so forth. These were all new or exaggerated symptoms since we moved into the Kailua house.

My primary doctor listened to me explain my symptoms and to the concerns I had about a hormonal imbalance due to the cycle of panic attacks. He refused to test my hormone levels because he thought the tests are unreliable. His professional opinion what that my symptoms were "just a normal part of my body changing as I get older". WHAT?!?! I'm not a doctor but I know that a sudden onset of panic attacks and all the other symptoms are not a "normal" part of anything! He offered to write a prescription for antidepressants and birth control pills, both of which I refused. I wanted to find the cause of my symptoms, not just take some pills to cover them up.

He was no help at all and really made me feel like everything was just in my head and that I must be going crazy. He said to come back if I changed my mind on the prescriptions and suggested I see the clinical psychologist in the office. Thanks for nothing. I did actually go see the psychologist a few times but he was of little help as well, only offering the typical relaxation techniques and also suggesting antidepressants and birth control pills. I also went to the nutritionist who was also no help at all. With our insurance and our quickly approaching move, I couldn't just go find another doctor so I really felt stuck and helpless.

One thing I did manage to get out of the whole ordeal with some persuasion, was a referral to an allergist so I could at least get officially tested and figure out my food issues.  I had to wait two months for that allergy appointment.

In the meantime, I tried hard to relax using all of the techniques that the popular self-help articles, books, and websites suggest: yoga, massage, acupuncture, meditation, deep breathing exercises, gratitude journaling, positive thinking, stress reduction, etc.  I also learned how to crochet and completed a complicated paint-by-number project to keep my hands and mind busy.  I listened to many self-help podcasts while I painted. In one podcast, I heard Dr Sarah Gottfried talk about her book, The Hormone Cure. Parts of her own personal story sounded so much like mine that I immediately bought the book and devoured it.  According to her questionnaires and checklists, I absolutely did have the hormonal imbalance that I suspected, and likely adrenal fatigue as well.  Her protocol suggests balancing everything in the most natural way possible - with diet and supplements if possible, then with herbs and other things if needed.  Following her suggestions that fit with my symptoms and it did make a difference - very minimal if any PMS now, my cycles are a normal length again, my hair loss stopped, and most importantly, I started sleeping through the night again.  I was feeling better physically and hormonally but I was still having the severe anxiety. (Waiting for that allergy appointment didn't help with that.)

Allergy testing happened in December. Nothing about it was what I expected. I thought I'd just get tested for dairy and a few other things but they skin pricked me for 78 different things, mostly food items but some non-food things. The doctor was ancient - he seriously looked and moved like he was 100 years old, straight from a nursing home. Since I had to speak louder and slower than normal, I didn't feel like I could have a good conversation about all of my concerns. He also simply eyeballed my prick reaction measurements instead of using any kind of ruler which made me question the accuracy of the test. I'm sure that he's extremely knowledgable since he's obviously been in practice forever but the whole experience left me uneasy with more questions than answers.


Allergy skin testing isn't completely reliable. In fact, 50 to 60% of positives are usually false positives.  However, if something reads negative, then it is likely to actually be negative. My results? It showed that I'm mildly allergic to pretty much every single food that I eat on a regular basis. It also showed that I'm mildly allergic to cats, dogs, and glycerin. It showed that I'm moderately allergic to vanilla, buckwheat, dust mites, mold, cockroaches, and candida. Dairy only showed as a mild allergy which I expected to be much worse.

They gave me a small shot of epinephrine at the clinic, a prescription for an EpiPen (because of the symptom I get when eating dairy), and an order to get blood drawn for an allergy blood test.  My bumps and redness all went away by that evening and I wondered if the whole ordeal was even worth it. The next day, I had three spots flare up again with swelling and redness - candida, mold, and cockroaches. The candida spot continued to grow for another day before it started to go down. There was still a red spot remaining there two weeks later and then it peeled like a sunburn before disappearing... strange.  My allergist never answers the phone and they haven't returned the messages I left so I never got answers about it. You can bet that I'm changing my health insurance when we move so that I can choose my own, more reliable doctors and allergists.

The re-flareup of the candida allergy prick spot made me think I had an issue with it. I didn't know anything about candida and was surprised to read that I did have a few symptoms of candida overgrowth. It made sense, especially after the bad intestinal bug that I had a few months before. That research led me to information about leaky gut which I found I had many symptoms of.  I was eating a very clean and natural diet but it did contain a ton of fruit, gluten, and grains which was surely feeding the candida and making the leaky gut worse. I immediately started an anti-candida diet, avoiding all forms of sugar (including fruit), gluten, all grains, starchy vegetables, alcohol, and caffeine. I also avoided all the foods that I was potentially allergic to, as shown by the allergy test. (I have some super strong willpower because I'm desperate to fix myself.)  I then learned about the GAPS diet so I started adapting to that. I make bone broth and drink it with every meal. I also started taking a high-dose probiotic. I have since then been adding in advice and recommendations from the book Clean Gut by Dr. Alejandro Junger and from the website of Dr Josh Axe.

Shortly after changing my diet, my anxiety started going away! For the first time in six months, I regained my mental clarity and started to feel somewhat normal again. Despite feeling better mentally, I was feeling worse physically. I assumed some of the physical discomfort was due to candida "die-off", which is side effects from the toxins candida releases when they die. The thing that concerned me most was that my blood pressure went up. It had been holding steady at 110/70 and it jumped to around 135/85 - still "normal" enough but I was uncomfortable with the sudden change being that I've had blood pressure issues in the past. I started adding in green juice, berries, nuts, and almond butter. This made me feel better physically and my blood pressure returned to normal.  The diet I'm currently following is not permanent, although some of the healthy changes will be. I will be adding foods back in slowly, watching carefully for signs of reaction or inflammation.

I just got the results back from my blood allergy test last week.  These results are much more clear and concise than the skin prick test, although they are not 100% reliable either.  Almost all the foods that the prick test said I'm allergic to, the blood test said I'm not - thank goodness!  The only foods that turned up as a positive IgE response were wheat, gluten, and egg white. Luckily those things rated as a "low" reaction. I suppose however, that when I was eating a ton of homemade bread every day and also eggs on a daily basis, that I was exacerbating the inflammatory response in my body.  Coincidentally, I ate a ton of wheat and gluten (to keep my milk supply up) and egg whites (CC ate the yolks) during CC's first year which may have had an impact on issues I had at that time.

I was surprised to learn that all dairy proteins tested as negative because I know that I have a reaction to it. I have another theory regarding that reaction that I'll get tested for when I can.

Two things showed up as a "very high" IgE reaction in the blood test: cockroaches and dust mites.  Testing for a mold reaction was not done in the blood test although I'm assuming it would be high as well based on the prick test and how it re-flared like the cockroach.

That brings me back to the Kailua house we were renting. It was older (built in 1961), had no air conditioning (other than two small window units in the bedrooms), and the wood slat windows didn't close so they let in the wind, salty humidity, and bugs. It was miserably hot this past summer - I was literally dripping sweat 24/7 for months.  Parts of the house were falling apart, there was water damage and a musty smell in multiple locations, and the roof leaked in spots, so I would guarantee that the house had mold.  My allergist said Hawaii has the highest concentration of dust mites of any state so I know that was surely an issue as well.  Finally, the house was infested with cockroaches. They all came out when we turn off the lights at night and we had to clean up their poop and egg sacs every day. We had to keep all food in the fridge or in plastic containers and couldn't use anything without first checking it for poop and chew holes. In other words, I was allergic to that house.  No wonder I was having so many new and crazy issues living there!

If you are wondering why we would rent a place like this to live in, remember that it looked great when we moved in, and it was in an amazing location.  It wasn't a shack, it was a 1.6 million dollar house with rent and utility costs that would make you cry.  But hey, at least it was in Hawaii and we were by the beach, right?  Riiiight... I don't want to put up with that even if it IS Hawaii. Most Hawaii houses have doors and windows open constantly because electricity is so expensive. Many houses do actually look like shacks (compared to houses on the mainland). The average person/family in Hawaii would not be able to afford the house we lived in. I think it's safe to assume that cockroaches, geckos, heat, and humidity are things that most people are willing to deal with in order to live in "paradise".

When you are constantly exposed to an allergy, your body stays in a constant state of inflammation and cannot function or heal itself like it should. CC's eczema and Dulce's paws couldn't heal when we lived on base because they were continually exposed to something that was aggravating them. My mental and physical health deteriorated in the Kailua house because I was living among things that I'm highly allergic to. Living in Hawaii has been rough on all of us, health wise.  I am so relieved in so many ways to be done with that assignment and back on the mainland!

I believe that everything happens for a reason, though sometimes the reasons take a while to show themselves. Dealing with CC's eczema was awful to go through but caused us to completely change our views on food, ingredients, household cleaners, chemicals, etc.  Dealing with my own allergy issues was almost unbearable but changed my views on food and allergies even further, and has sparked a passionate interest in allergies, gut health, and healing through diet.  Dealing with bad rentals and living conditions has changed our views on what is truly important to us and what we want for our family. Our lives and habits are completely different now than they were three years ago and we are much better off for it.

"All disease begins in the gut."
~Hippocrates



Moving Off Base

Sorry for the hiatus from the blog but we've been busy for the past few weeks... we moved (and the new house has been quite a lot of work)!  We did not get a new assignment, we are still in Hawaii.  We simply decided to move off base for our final year here.



Living on base:

When we were first assigned to Hawaii, we chose to live on Joint Base Pearl Harbor-Hickam.  It was a good choice for us at the time.  We had a large new 3 bedroom, 2.5 bath house with a two-car garage and a yard.  I was pregnant with CC when we arrived, her birth was unexpectedly early, and then shortly after she was born, Johnnie deployed for six months.  Being on base with all necessary conveniences within walking distance and a neighborhood of helpful people made life so much easier.  I felt very safe and secure living on base, especially when Johnnie was away.


The base, which is on the south shore of the island, is almost always in a bubble of sunshine.  It is amazing seeing ships and submarines come in and out of the Pearl Harbor channel, the base is nice to run around and there are many 5k races throughout the year, the dog beach is amazing during low tide, CC loved the playgrounds and all of the airplanes that constantly flew above us, and our neighborhood was a suburban paradise with kids playing in the streets and people walking their dogs.  It was peaceful living, almost surreal at times.


Living on base had many benefits and we really enjoyed living there for the most part.  Hickam is the first base I've lived on and one of the nicest bases that I've ever seen but no place is perfect.  There was no breeze where we were so we had to run the air conditioning 24/7.  There was constant noise from jet engine runs (planes sit idle with engines running, sometimes throughout the night) and from fighter jets flying overhead multiple times a day - you get used to it and learn to pause your conversations until it passes.  We had neighbor houses very close in every direction so there was no view and no privacy outside.  There is also the issue of contaminated soil throughout some neighborhoods on base... which you are not told about until after you move in.



Why did we move?
We originally chose to live on Hickam even though Johnnie is not assigned to that base.  He is actually assigned to and works at Schofield-Wheeler (located near the center of the island) and made the commute to and from work every day.  Our new house is a much nicer commute for him.  In case you're wondering, we I had no desire to live in the center of the island despite him working there.

Our Basic Housing Allowance (BAH) increased for 2014.  Military members get an extra amount of money to pay for housing (depending on rank and where you are stationed) in addition to their base pay.  When you live on base, every penny of that money is taken back by the military as your rent.  If you live off base, you use the money to pay rent like normal, however much it is.  Because we lived on base and all of our BAH was taken for rent, a BAH increase also meant a rent increase.  We had to decide... essentially pay the higher rent to stay put or take the money and find a better place off base.

We wanted to leave the military bubble that we lived in and enjoy real Hawaii life!  Living on base was very nice but it didn't feel like Hawaii, it felt like a military base.  A new neighbor recently told me that if I didn't think it feels like Hawaii then I just didn't get off base enough (I wonder if he'll still feel that way in a year).  That may be true to a point but having a small child and having to time trips to correlate with the horrendous traffic makes getting off base a bigger ordeal than it should be.  Besides, wouldn't it be nice to experience Hawaii without having to leave home to do it?!

Finally, our neighborhood was built on the old flight line and therefore the soil around our house was contaminated with petroleum.  Other neighborhoods on base are contaminated with pesticides.  We are warned not to dig in the soil, eat anything that grows in it, and not even to touch it (see the excerpt from a community newsletter below).  This is why all the kids mostly play in the driveways and on the streets instead of in the yards.  Dulce began chewing and licking her paws, to the point of being raw, continuously since we moved in.  On our last visit to the vet, he told us that he sees a large number of dogs from our neighborhood with the same (or worse) skin issues as Dulce.  CC has been having severe skin issues as well that has completely baffled all of the doctors and specialists that we have seen.  The soil contamination may or may not be a trigger for these issues but it's enough of a coincidence to factor into our reasons for moving.



Issues with moving:

Issue #1 - Price.  Everything in Hawaii is more expensive, especially housing. You won't find even a small one-bedroom apartment here for less than $1,000.  Many of the cheaper places are definitely not where you would want to live.  When the house description says "no drug dealers", that's a good sign to keep looking.  Everyone wants an awesome house with a great view in a great location so of course those are the most expensive places.  There are some houses that rent for $20k, $30k, or even $70,000 per month!


Issue #2 - Finding a place with a decent commute for Johnnie.  On this island (with the 2nd worse traffic in all of the United States) driving eight miles can take an hour.  You have to be careful choosing where to live in relation to where you work and you also have to be careful about the time of day you choose to drive in certain directions.  We found some amazing affordable houses but the commute would have been miserable for Johnnie.


Issue #3 - Finding a place that allows pets and would be good for Dulce.  Many houses we liked did not accept pets, no exceptions.  An apartment is not fun with a dog (we did that in Korea) so we weren't willing to go that route again.

Issue #4 - Finding a place that would be worth the hassle of moving.  We wanted to move but we didn't have to move.  Moving without a new assignment meant arranging and paying for the move ourselves and it was a huge pain.  We will only be in the new house for one year so we had to find a house that was awesome enough to be worth it.


The move:

We had to give base housing a 30-day notice to avoid fines so we gave the notice before even finding a new place with hopes that we would!  Thankfully we found a house in time.  This was a quick move with less than two weeks to prep and arrange everything.

Our new house is a 3 bedroom, 2 bath single-family home with a carport instead of a garage.  It is smaller than our old house and it is furnished so we also have to rent a storage room to put most of our belongings.  Prepping to move into a furnished house was a lot of work.  We had to decide what was going to the house, what was going into storage, and what we would sell.  We had to downsize big time - keeping only what we love and will need/use in the future.


On a Friday, the moving company that we hired, Innovation Movers, came to move our things into our storage room.  At our request, they had given us boxes in the week before so that we could start packing things ourselves.  When they arrived, they finished packing what we didn't and loaded it all onto the trucks.  The five guys from Innovation Movers were wonderful.  They were all clean cut wearing matching company t-shirts and they were all very polite and friendly.  They were careful with all of our things and packed/wrapped everything well.  They did a great job fitting everything into our storage room which was reminiscent of a game of Tetris.  Innovation Movers offers a nice military discount and we were very pleased with their work - we couldn't have done it without them!


On Friday night we took a much needed break and went over to the dog beach on Hickam to enjoy the low tide at sunset.


On Saturday we continued packing up what was left in the house, loaded everything into our cars and a truck that we rented, and went to our new house.  We were blessed with great friends who helped us load and then unload everything!  CC, Dulce, and I stayed at the new house Saturday night, camping out together on the floor of CC's new room.  Johnnie ended up staying at the old house and cleaned throughout the night, taking only short naps.


On Sunday, we joined Johnnie at the old house and cleaned all day.  Base housing gave us a very detailed list of everything that needed to be cleaned or else we would be charged.  We thought it was no big deal, that we could clean everything ourselves... we were delusional.  It would have been well worth it to either hire a cleaning service or simply do a quick surface cleaning and pay whatever housing charged us.  It's not really "free" to do it yourself if you think about what your time and effort are worth... and we put in a lot of time and effort.  It seemed that everything left in the house kept multiplying as we cleaned, like it would never end.  It didn't help that CC was unpacking things that we packed.  Next time we'll hire a babysitter as well.


By 9pm Sunday evening everything was about done, both our SUVs were packed full, we had all of the leftover things in the garage, and CC was sleeping upstairs in her travel crib.  At that point we realized that we were too exhausted to drive safely to our new house which was a 40 minute drive on a narrow, windy, hilly country road.  I ran to the shoppette on base and bought some diapers, wipes, water, and contact solution.  Johnnie dug Dulce's bed (which thankfully was freshly washed) and some curtains out of his car.  We slept on the floor next to CC's travel crib using Dulce's bed as a pillow (she was nice enough to share) and the curtains as blankets.  It's not what we had planned but we were too tired to care and it worked well enough.


On Monday morning Johnnie drove to the new house with Dulce to unload his car.  I finished cleaning the oven (which I had sprayed with cleaner the night before) and made sure everything was ready for inspection.  When Johnnie returned, we loaded his car again and put a few big things in our neighbor's garage (seriously the nicest people ever).  Inspection was done by two people who were very thorough - they pulled up carpets to check for stains and wiped their hands along cabinet shelves, lights, windowsills, and the range hood to check for dirt.  We did a great job cleaning and ended up only getting charged $15 for a small hole in the screen door.  We were glad to hand in keys and say good-bye!


At the new house we unloaded the cars, put together CC's crib, made up our bed, had pizza delivered, and then did some much earned relaxing for the rest of the evening.  Unfortunately the new house needed cleaned before we unpacked anything.

CC came down with a slight cold the day the movers came and then didn't nap at all for 3 days straight.  She was miserable which made the moving process more difficult for us.  She didn't want held but didn't want put down either, she was crying a lot during the day, and screaming at bedtime but thankfully still sleeping through the night.  By the third day in the new house, she was back to normal.

Dulce handled the move like a champ but of course she is an experienced mover with six moves under her belt now!  She hung out in the neighbor's fenced yard (in the corner where she could still see into our door) to stay out of the way of the moving and cleaning.  The move itself didn't seem to cause her any stress and it only took a couple days for her to get used to the new house.



The new house:

I could write an entire blog post about this house and title it "How Not to Manage a Furnished Rental"... it really was that bad.  Every drawer, closet, and under each bed was crammed full of the owner's stuff.  A lot of garbage was thrown out before we even got the keys but there was still a lot left to deal with.  I've been packing things into boxes and storing it all in the laundry room dungeon under the house and in the tops of all the closets to get it out of sight.  It's been a tough two weeks organizing and cleaning this house (which obviously hasn't had a deep cleaning in years) just to make it livable for us.  If the house was in any other location, it would not be worth it.  Other than the cleaning and clutter issues (and a few other issues), our new little house is fantastic - the size, the layout, and the location are perfect and we really love it!

So where is this new house?!?!  We moved to a beachfront house on the North Shore in the Waialua/Haleiwa area.  We are living the dream and it's absolutely beyond amazing!


Our house is a comfortable size with a great layout, it has big windows and a huge deck overlooking the ocean, the beach is private with no public access nearby and no tourists, it is in a lovely neighborhood with a playground for CC, our neighbors are sweet, and it is only a short drive from the famous little town of Haleiwa.  The North Shore has a wonderful laid-back and easy-going vibe which is a world of difference from the Honolulu/Waikiki area.  It is a farther distance from the airport, shopping, attractions, etc, but that distance is appealing now after being on the island for two years.  A quiet, simple life on the beach is the perfect way to spend the next year.  I am so thankful for every single minute of every single day that we spend here.



As you can imagine, the rent on this house is not cheap but it's not one of the insanely expensive ones either.  We have to adjust our budget and watch our spending but we can make it work.  It's not the most financially responsible place to live as we won't be saving much while we're here but it's only for one year and it is an amazing opportunity that we may never have again.  Some people choose to spend their money on trips or big purchases, we are choosing to spend our money on rent.  It's worth it.  This will be a year of our life that we will never forget, a year that we will sit and reminisce about when we're old and gray.  This will be the place of CC's first memories and of the best time of Dulce's life!  Living here provides a great opportunity for me to build my photography portfolio and it will certainly help Johnnie and I to relax and enjoy life more.


We are throwing caution to the wind, taking the chance, and forgoing rationality.  We are living life to the fullest this year and will make memories that surely will warm our hearts on the coldest days.


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"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things
you didn't do than by the ones you did.  So throw off the bowlines,
sail away from the safe harbor, catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore.  Dream.  Discover."
~Mark Twain

Tower Lighting and Celebrity Sighting

This past Friday night was Joint Base Pearl Harbor-Hickam's 44th Annual Freedom Tower lighting celebration.  Johnnie had just flown out on a work-related trip so Cameron and I walked over by ourselves to check out the festivities.



The Freedom Tower (named in 1985) is an octagonal-shaped water tower on Hickam Air Force Base that was built in 1938.  This well-known landmark stands 171 feet high and held 500,000 gallons of water when it was in use.  Historians say that the tower survived the Attack on Pearl Harbor unscathed because enemy fighters thought that it was a religious structure and were therefore afraid to fire upon it.


The tower lighting celebration is held every year and is free for anyone on base to attend.  The tower is at the far end of a large grass field and people were encouraged to bring blankets and lawn chairs to sit on.  There were a lot of free activities such as photos with Santa, craft stations, bouncy houses, and trampolines.  There were many food booths selling snacks and dinner plates, and there was also free hot chocolate and cookies.






A stage was set up at the base of the tower for performers.  The Air Force Band of the Pacific played a wide variety of music for a couple of hours.  There was a guest performance by young ukulele star, and YouTube sensation, Aidan James.



The grass (or actually the roots of the grass?) are extremely thick making it difficult to walk on and push a stroller on - it was like walking on a thick, cushy mattress.  Cameron couldn't walk more than two steps in the grass without falling so we sat on the curb right in front of the stage.  This turned out to be a great advantage later!



There was a little mosh pit of children dancing in front of the stage and Cameron loved watching them but didn't join in.  She stayed near me, swaying her shoulders to the music until she saw him... her first crush.  She cautiously walked over to him, hands clasped behind her back, and smiled shyly.  He smiled back and she laughed.  She reach out and touched his glowing necklace so he took it off and handed it to her.  She laughed, played with it for a minute, and then tried to put it back on him.  He put it back on and then she wanted it again so he gave it to her again.  This game continued for at least 5 minutes.  Finally he had to leave but he let her keep the necklace.  He was such a sweet young man to be so patient with a baby :)


Right before the tower was lit, some celebrity guests made an appearance on stage - Emma Stone and Bill Murray!  Cameron and I were already by the stage so we had a great view but as you would expect, a tidal wave of people suddenly surged up behind us.  I grabbed Cameron in one arm and my big DSLR camera with the other and got swept forward with the crowd.  At that point Cameron started screaming from the sudden movement and noise.  I didn't dare put her down because I knew she would get trampled so I balanced everything and did the best that I could to quickly snap a few photos before we got out of there.


Filming started at the end of September here in Hawaii for a new still-untitled Cameron Crowe military-comedy-romance movie starring Rachel McAdams, Bradley Cooper, Bill Murray, Emma Stone, Alec Baldwin, Danny McBride, Jay Baruchel, and John Krasinski.

Synopsis: "The movie sees Bradley star as celebrated military contractor Brian Gilcrest, who reconnects with lost love Tracy (played by McAdams) after returning to the site of his 'greatest career triumphs'. But as with any Hollywood love story, there's another person in the mix - a hard-charging Air Force watchdog (Emma Stone) assigned to Gilcrest, whom he unexpectedly falls for."*
Much of the filming is being done here on Hickam Air Force Base and many of my neighbors and friends got parts as extras.  I'll see if I can snap a few photos of some of the filming locations to share with you all in another post.





Here is a YouTube video that someone posted of Stone and Murray's little speech:


All in all, the celebration was well worth keeping Cameron out past her bedtime :)


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"At Christmas play and make good cheer,
For Christmas comes but once a year."

~Thomas Tusser


Happy Veteran's Day

Happy Veteran's Day!  Sending out a heartfelt Thank You to all who have served and those who still serve in the United States military.  The sacrifice and service of you and your families is deeply appreciated today and every day.  

I am especially proud of the veteran I am married to and of all those we know and love who have served with him!







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"As we express our gratitude, we must never forget that the
highest appreciation is not to utter words, but to live by them."
~John Fitzgerald Kennedy


Deployment Homecoming
























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"I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again"
~Lucky by Jason Mraz