La Dolce Vita

La Dolce Vita

Friday, March 30, 2018

Mila Skye (A birth Story)

Our baby girl made her appearance at 3:24 on November 10th 2017.
This will be my second time writing this post, because like an idiot, I got distracted and forgot to save it... therefore... round two here we go!
The day before Mila was born, Luca had a St. Martins day celebration at his school, where we all attended, ate chestnuts and drank hot chocolate. I was feeling great. very pregnant, but great.
My mom had arrived the day before, so I had this feeling that it was time for Mila to come. She waited till her Gam came, and she also let Gam have a day to get over jot lag. Luca came 8 days late, but I felt this time around would be different.
That night, after showers dinner and good night stories I took a nice delicious shot of castor oil. It tastes sort of like a tasteless phlegm. wonderful.
I told my mom and Marco that Mila we coming. I knew something was going to happen. I already had everything lined up. Hospital bag was already in the car (which it had been for the last month:) house was cleaned (sort of) my hair was washed (who gives a sh*t) and i was so not mentally prepared.
Just like clockwork I woke up around 11:45 to pee. But something was off. I felt like I had already peed my paints. WTF.
No my water had broke. Put on 5 pads, woke up Marco and he was out of bed and dressed in literally 5 seconds. I told my mom who was sleeping in Lucas room, and off we went. We arrived at the hospital at midnight. At this point I had no contractions. When we got settles in my room, I started to feel very painless irregular cramps. Nothing to complain about, but it was reassuring though that things were progressing. Its now around 2 am, my awesome really tall nurse Sara was with me and she said that maybe I should take a 45 minute shower to speed things up.
and Man did things speed up, by the time I got out of the shower I was red as a tomato wrinkled as a raisin and in agonising pain. Contractions were about every 2 minutes, and they were killing me I have never screamed so much in my life.
I had no drugs, no epidural, and I was flipping the F*#k out. If baby girl didn't come soon, I was going to loose it. More than I already was. If that was possible.
Tan Marco was white as  chalk. He had never witnessed possessed Sarah. I hadn't either. The only calm person in the room was awesome chill Sara.
Its now 3ish am. Sara told me by my next contraction I would feel the urge to push. Sure enough 3 pushes later our Mila Skye entered this work fully in her amniotic sack. My water had broke on top so she was still in the the water. I didn't really get to witness it because Sara cut it open as soon as Mila came out because she apparently needed to breathe, poor thing!
Babies born in the sack are very rare, I never even knew that could happen. Mila is a lucky one. Sara said she had never seen it before, granted she was younger than me and I was probably her practice patient. All jokes aside though, she was THE BEST, seriously amazing.
Mila was all chub and so scrumptious. Round as a ball and more than 3.5 kilos.
Marco and I fell in love, double chin and all. We are left alone with er for an hour. No one came to disturb us. Just me, Marco, and our beautiful baby girl. It was truly bliss.
Thank you Mila Skye for picking us as your family, you are more than we could have ever dreamed of.
check out my birth story with Luca, very similar, yet completely different.
Heads up for life with a 5 and six month old:)
Happy Easter to all!

Friday, February 2, 2018

This is Us

This is us now. I could never have imagined in my wildest of dreams to be where I am now. To have what I have now. I am thankful beyond words to call this my life.
Mila came into our life bringing light and joy. Don't get me wrong, we had some adjusting to be done, but it was as if Mila was always meant to be. She fits so perfectly with us, and Marco, Luca and I are so filled with love for her that it feels like we could explode.
Luca. I was always so worried about him. worried that he would be replaced, worried that he wouldn't get enough attention, worried that he might close himself off.
He has truly been more than I could have wished for. He loves that baby girl so much, and knows when I have to pay her attention, and he never complained about her crying. We read stories or play quietly while I "milk" her. fortunately though, he is a very independent soul, and has no problem playing by himself. I always try and butt in and play with him when Mila is sleeping...
Luca has also become more attached to Marco. He has always been attached to me by the hip... when I go shopping, he goes, I took him to school, picked him up. I was with him ALL the time. It was hard to get him to go anywhere with Marco, just because Luca does not like "new" and anything out of the ordinary. But after Mila was born he looks for Marco and they have created such a beautiful bond. A bond that only a father and son can have. They both now have the confidence to go out and start new adventures. In a way it makes me sad, not because of the bond, but because Luca is growing up so fast, and slowing becoming more "boy" and less baby.
But whenever I feel sad, I just remind myself that Marco and I created and are raising not one, but two beautiful human beings that will hopefully show kindness, respect and love. Because lord knows we need that in this world.
In my next post I want to write about my birth story and how it all went down. until then, a presto!
last picture of baby bump Mila

last picture I took of Luca as an only child. At his Saint Martins festival at school. The day before Mila was born. 10 hours after this picture was taken this boy became a big brother

first picture of our Mila Skye

how chubby was she!!! our round pumpkin. 

gam and her first granddaughter 

Luca meets his little sister for the first time. He was scared of her (Luca is scared of everything...besides chocolate) but couldn't stop smiling

fuzzy bear

such peace

getting used to our new life

thank goodness for Gams 

a pea in a pod

Milan's first days earthside

prepping for Thanksgiving. So much to be thankful for...

our first of many naps together

pure joy... on Lucas part...

Mila's first bath. she prefers showers with Papa'.

stealing hearts 

who else hates socks on babies?!

this outfit is about 35 years old... made by my sweet Grossmi

how we do shopping

this boy and his puzzles

naps are contagious in our house

christmas markets in the piazza 

Luca in his Christmas performance at his school. Cannot say he loved it. no smiling for this boy. he couldnt wait to get the hell off the stage

how iceskating works around here...

eating babies... i mean lunch

his fascination with watching things baking

building fires with Papa'. probably illegally 

perfect holiday picture? not gonna happen. this boy though and his huge heart.

passing out presents on christmas eve...

chrtsmas morning. and yes santa did come.

christmas day foolishness

Mamma, Papa', Mila, and Luca... waiting for Santa... made by yours truly 

our butterball

winter days and walks on the beach

new years day. we all went to bed around 9.

wide eyed and ready 

these babies and their silly faces

before going to bed, he sometimes picks doing a puzzle over  bedtime story... this one took 2 evenings. but he did it all by himself

i could kiss that face literally all day, and do nothing else at all.


2.5 months and awkwardly smiling