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Aʻo aku, aʻo mai

Aʻo aku, aʻo mai.  To teach, to learn.  Or as I’ve experienced, it’s a give and take of sorts where I am not only the teacher to my children, but my children teach me.  I can’t pinpoint an exact event that brought this topic to my mind, but it has been something that continues to be at the forefront of my mind as I learn from my children daily.

There are a couple of different ways that this arises.  First, I continue to learn how I must keep myself in check and be aware of how I may be (implicitly or explicitly) imposing my personal biases.  Second, the lessons I’ve learned thus far in becoming a mother are widely applicable to various aspects of life.  In many ways, my children are teaching me so many more things than I am teaching them.

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What I am explicitly teaching my keiki is often more easily tangible than what I am implicitly teaching my keiki.  This may seem obvious for some.  However, when teaching my keiki, I often times need to check myself and my own biases that I’m imposing on my keiki.

Interestingly, I see my daughter picking up on my biases that I am portraying, whether explicitly or implicitly, when she “mirrors” it back to me.  In addition to biases, and this is likely more obvious, my daughter will also mimic my behaviors.

A note on implicit biases:  I took a class in law school called Implicit Bias, and we used these tests on this website to assess our implicit biases.  It’s very eye-opening!  Check it out!

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Recently, while my daughter was reading (she can’t technically read yet, but she’s pretty much memorized the story and will flip through the book and “read”/paraphrase the story from memory) through one of her books, she asked me what something was and pointed to the object.  This isn’t new behavior for my daughter.  She’ll often “quiz” me, or anyone who is reading with her, probably because we ask her the same questions.  Nevertheless, I asked her what it was so that she would answer.  She kept asking me so I thought that maybe she didn’t know.  So I answered her and she said excitedly while clapping her hands, “pololei, Māmā!  Maikaʻi!” (correct, Māmā!  Good!), similar to what I usually tell her.  I laughed and thought of how I am more often the student than I probably realize when it comes to my keiki.

More broadly, as a non-native speaker and someone that began as the least knowledgeable person with regards to ʻōlelo Hawaiʻi between my husband and I, my keiki have forced me to up my game, especially with ʻōlelo Hawaiʻi.  Speaking only ma ka ʻōlelo Hawaiʻi to our keiki, it has forced me to learn how to express myself when I didn’t know how to say what I wanted to say.

 

 

A Note to Self…

The most recent decision by the Board of Land and Natural Resources (BLNR) to approve its proposed “emergency” rules to further block access to kanaka maoli’s most sacred temple, Mauna a Wākea, prompted my op-ed piece titled, Kanaka Maoli Health Does Not Matter; Kanaka Maoli Do Not Matter.  After further thought, I realized that this piece captures a snapshot of my journey in earning my degrees in public health and law.  This post is “a note to self” of sorts that I think will be helpful as I study for the bar exam (more on that later).

Before going to college, I remember knowing for a while that I wanted to become a medical doctor.  I knew that I wanted to work with kids in hopes of changing the next generation’s health and focus on preventative health.  It wasn’t until my last year of undergrad, while doing my senior capstone project, did I learn about the field of public health.  Long story short, my plans to become a medical doctor changed, and I set out to get my masters in public health.

As a public health student, I became increasingly interested in the overlap between health, policies and law.  This is what prompted me to continue my education and apply to law school.

Many have asked, “what made you switch from health to law?”  For me, I didn’t “switch.”  Instead, I continued building and combining my different areas of learning to prepare myself with the knowledge that I would need to best serve my community.

So with this op-ed, I remembered why I went to law school in the first place.  My mind thinks about U.S. history in how Native Americans were/are treated, and there is many overlaps with this same treatment to Native Hawaiians, with regards to research and an overt strategy to not care about the health of these people.  Not only has history shown that there is a lack of care, but also a lack of responsibility, and a purposeful plan to disconnect natives from their natural resources, their livelihood.

With this op-ed, I re-ignited my fire with remembering my passion:  the overlap of kanaka maoli rights, health, environmental law, and the law (more generally).

Transitioning to being a SAHM and a mother of two

Many transitions seemed to have been taking place this year.  The transitions are not only on a personal level, but also experienced as an ʻohana.  I remember before giving birth, I would always think “what is it like to go from one child to two?”  I’m still new to this new gig, but here’s how I would fill-in-the-blank to the following sentence.

Going from one child to two is _________.

  • Amazing – it’s hard to imagine how you can love your one child so much, and then love another child just as much.  I’m not sure how it all happens, but it’s magical.
  • Constant – when one is on the toilet, the other will want to nurse.  When they are sleeping, the urge to do things that you’ve been meaning to get to is even stronger than it was when you just had one baby (or at least in my experience).  After getting lunch ready, it will be time to nurse again, and after nursing it’ll be time to put them down for their nap.
  • At times, chaotic – sometimes you’ll just want a break.  Breaks are good!
  • Somewhat the same – the laundry will still be there, the dishes will still be there.  Some days are easier than others.  There are still only 24 hours in a day.
  • Like becoming an octopus – at times, I’ll think that I won’t be able to carry everything on top of having to carry our two babies.  Then, as if I’ve grown six additional arms/legs, it all ends up working out.
  • Like nothing else – with the intensity and continuity of having two babies, there seems to be double the amount of craziness and magic.  When I need it most, my eldest daughter will tell me, “it’s ok, Māmā” and be so loving.  People have said how siblings start to really enjoy each other’s company when the younger sibling is around 6 months old.  In our experience, it seems that since birth, our girls really took to each other and we notice how loving our eldest daughter is to our younger daughter, and how our younger daughter reacts to our eldest daughter.  All-of-a-sudden, after our youngest daughter was born, it’s as if our older daughter grew up really quickly!

Typically, our day starts off with breakfast, then when baby is taking a quick nap, I’ll work on some haʻawina (lesson) with my older daughter.  IMG_9195Some mornings I’ve been taking the girls to go walking so we can get out of the house for a little bit and get some exercise.  Before we know it, it’s time to start getting lunch ready.  My older daughter usually eats lunch, and I may eat a little something to hold me over ’til I eat lunch.  But, I’m usually tending to both girls around lunch time.  While my older daughter is eating, I’m usually helping her eat, or telling her to sit down and eat, and breastfeeding the baby.  Girls will take a nap around 1pm, then I will usually do some cleaning up and rest as well.  Girls are usually up by 4pm, and before we know it, Pāpā is home.

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Some of our weekly craft activities.

With that said, I like that we have a loose schedule.  I’m happy now that baby is old enough to go outside of the house, and have found that works well for all of us to have a balance of spending our mornings outside of the house and days where we stay home.  We are quite busy bees with our weekly activities, much busier than I anticipated!  So much so that I started to write a short notation on a calendar to keep track or what we do everyday.

 

Transitioning to Being a Stay-At-Home-Mom (SAHM)

Transitioning to being a SAHM is a totally different, but sometimes overlapping, transition.  Initially, I remember thinking that maybe this SAHM gig wasn’t for me.  About three weeks after baby #2 was born, I had a chance to jump on my computer one day.  It was then that I realized that I missed having some time to surf the internet, hear myself think, or respond to emails.

As a SAHM, while I had these kuleana before transitioning to a SAHM, these kuleana have become more of my focus.  In my role as a SAHM, I am mainly focusing on the household things – preparing meals, cleaning – becoming (once again) the primary care provider for our girls, getting my older daughter ready for preschool, and what a job would call, “other related tasks.”  Within the “other related tasks” category are our ʻohana’s long-term goals, and project(s) that Elwen and I have been working on (more details to come soon!).

In preparing to transition to be a SAHM, I used to think that I was a pretty productive person that could multi-task.  Since becoming a SAHM, often times there are things that I want to do, but it will take about 5x longer to do that one task than anticipated.  There are times when I’m able to do things around the house while the girls are awake, but when they are napping, I usually want to nap (or at least rest) too.

Interestingly, I never expected to be so busy.  Sure, I expected to be busy with watching my girls, but I didn’t expect to be busy with our other endeavors.   But it is a welcomed busy, and I am honestly enjoying every aspect of being a SAHM – being able to watch my girls, provide for my family, and help to work towards our long-term goals.  It is a welcomed busy because we are able to control how busy we want to be and it also helps carve out space where I maintain my sense of self.

I feel myself growing and continuing to transition into this new role everyday.  By no means do I have this all figured out.  And as you can imagine, my girls are teaching ME!  At times I feel as if I’ve been benched while the rest of the team is playing for the game, but I KNOW that I’m doing exactly what I should be doing right now.  Ultimately, I’ll definitely cherish this time (especially with the sacrifices made to make this happen because it is well known how high the cost of living is in Hawaiʻi), and am soaking it all in!

I’d LOVE to hear how other mamas or papas have transitioned and their experiences!  Maybe transitioning to being a first time mom, or transitioning from one child to how ever many you have!

Baby Freitas #2’s Birth Story

Baby Freitas #2 (“baby”) is now 2 months old, and it’s about time I get to posting her birth story.  I’ve been wanting to post this for a while.  There has been lots going on with soaking in every moment, transitioning to a family of four, and transitioning to being a stay-at-home-mom.  But, here it goes…

Where do I start?  About a week before baby was born, I had pre-labor contractions.  I’ve come to learn and love the term, “pre-labor contractions,” instead of “false labor.”  I used to think (probably due to what I was exposed to on TV, etc.) that “false labor” meant that the contractions weren’t real, and the mom didn’t know what real contractions felt like.  But, that’s totally NOT the case!  My pre-labor contractions were very real and we thought it was the real deal.  But, baby had other plans.  She wanted to make sure we had everything set, and that we were ready!

It was Wednesday, March 11, a little after 6pm, and my pre-labor contractions started and were about every 15 minutes.  I was unsure at the time, but when they started off nice and smooth, we decided to wait and see if they became more intense and more frequent.  We carried on as usual and started to make plans for our older daughter to go with Grams per our birth plan.  The contractions continued and got to about 10 minutes apart before I went to sleep, or at least tried to sleep.

Leialoha (doula, lomilomi and lāʻau lapaʻau practitioner and part of our birth team) arrived around 2am and assisted with counting how frequent the contractions were coming.  Her presence brought a different level of realness to it all.

While laboring, I think one of the things that helps me manage the contractions is thinking that the pain will pass.  To think that just in a the matter of hours, our lives will be forever changed.  In just a matter of hours, baby will be here.  After 9+ months of waiting and growing in utero, baby will join us Earthside.  And really, I had to fact check this post with my husband because it felt as if I was in a trance at times.  As a result, I didn’t remember or know even at the time that it happened the exact time on the clock.

Around 4am, the contractions were of medium intensity, but 5-8 minutes apart.  Our midwife arrived by this time and was amazed at how quickly I progressed.  But then, while handling the contractions well, I dozed in and out of sleep.

The next thing I knew it was morning (well, later in the morning where the sun came up) and the contractions were about 10-15 minutes apart.  I ended up going for a walk to try to get the contractions going again, tea, other natural remedies to try and get the contractions going again.  But, baby had other plans.

A similar pattern with pre-labor contractions happened again on Thursday, March 12.  After not getting much rest the night before because of the pre-labor contractions, I tried to rest as much during the day in case this was the real deal.  But again, baby had other plans.

Baby really had us on the edges of our seats, waiting for her arrival.  After the pre-labor contractions, it felt that everyday after MIGHT be THE day.  We even had the birthing tub already set-up and ready for her.  IMG_2354After waiting a couple of days, we rearranged our furniture back to it’s normal position, and put away the birthing tub.  I had a prenatal appointment shortly after my pre-labor contractions and that help reassure that baby is fine, and I was fine, so we were ok waiting.  After all, baby’s due date wasn’t until March 22.

Then, on March 22, around 2am, I was awaken by contractions.  They were intense enough to wake me from my sleep.  I went to use the bathroom and noticed that my mucous plug came out.  So, not wanting to sound too excited or anxious in case baby had other plans of when she would make her arrival, I did my best to tell Elwen very calmly that I think this might be THE day because my mucous plug came out.  But of course, we were already too excited!

I tried to rest and save my energy, especially not knowing how long I would be laboring.  Elwen put on a movie for me, and I dozed in and out as my contractions were coming steady at about 10-15 minutes apart.  The contractions ended up being more intense than I anticipated and I found it more relaxing to close my eyes during the contractions.  Needless to say, I didn’t finish the movie.

Before I knew it, it was around 4am and the contractions were more frequent and increasing in intensity.  After Kawena’s birth, I remembered that I wanted to try laboring more with the next baby on the exercise ball.  So I set myself on the exercise ball, leaned against the bed, and that worked well.  Leialoha arrived, and it felt like time was flying by!  My eyes were closed much of the time, except when I went to the bathroom.

Next thing I remember is the birds singing what seemed louder than usual.  I remember thinking to myself about a story that my midwife’s assistant had told us about her birth story and remembering the birds singing.  I also remember thinking to myself, “Wow!  The sun is probably going to come up soon if the birds are singing.  Maybe the birds are singing to the baby to help baby come out and play!”  The birds singing affected Elwen as well, and later became the inspiration for part of baby’s name.

I don’t remember what time our midwife arrived, but I remember she went to another birth around this time in events.  Shortly after she left, I felt that it was time to get into the tub so I asked our midwife’s assistant to check how far along I was.  Our midwife’s assistant checked me and we were far enough along to get in the tub.

The tub felt great!  I was really looking forward to getting in the tub!  While in the tub, I felt very relaxed and like much of the pressure had been lifted.  I remember thinking that there was a long way to go yet because my contractions were still about 5 minutes apart.  I didn’t know that it was 5 minutes apart for sure, but I knew that they weren’t 1 minute apart.  I remember worrying a little because I thought maybe this wasn’t the day.  I also remember trying to focus on remaining relaxed because I could feel myself getting tired.

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Laboring in the tub.

Time passed.  Birth team continued to support me with telling me encouraging things, checking baby’s heart beat, and giving me water.  Next thing I remember is Elwen telling me that if I feel it’s time to push, then I can push.

I remember pushing for a LONG time.  I think I started pushing too early.  I think I was pushing, at least mentally, as soon as I got in the tub.  In the marathon of pushing, I remember visualizing pushing the baby out so that it would come out like a torpedo and my “target” was the wall of the tub.  Kinda funny now that I think about it.

So as I’m visualizing this, and pushing, I couldn’t feel my pushing making a difference for a while.  But I persisted.  At one point I thought to myself, “I don’t know, maybe I need some help.  Is someone going to help me?”  Now thinking back, I was probably going through transition.  I had this slight doubt in my mind, but I remember also telling myself positive affirmations.  It was in perfect timing that my birth team would reassure me that everything is ok, we were progressing just fine, and I was doing great.  That was really nice to hear.  I needed to hear that.  This kept me going.

My midwife came back and I remember thinking, “ok, baby will be here soon because s/he was probably waiting for my midwife to come back.”

I continued to push and tried to focus on my breathing and making my pushes count.  Then all of a sudden, it felt like a “pop” and I could feel baby’s head just about to come out.  It was during this magical time where it feels like my body takes over, I canʻt control much of anything, and it just…happens.  A couple of more pushes and baby’s head was out.  I reached down to pull baby up, but needed to push a little more so that I could reach her.  I pulled her up to my chest and it felt so natural as if this wasn’t the first time we were meeting.  When I pulled her up to my chest, I happened to glance and noticed that SHE was a GIRL!!!  But, I waited ’til Elwen asked or was going to let him notice on his own.

Baby was born at 12:06pm on March 22, 2015, my exact due date!  She weighed 8lbs 4oz, 22 inches long, and 14.5 inches head.

As baby was resting on my chest and we were getting acquainted, Leialoha in all of her awesomeness started to prepare me the most delicious post-birth soup.  Baby and I were still attached as we waited to cut the umbilical cord until it stopped pulsating.  Baby started to suck so we put her on my breast.  It wasn’t until at least ten minutes later that the umbilical cord stopped pulsating.

After baby’s umbilical cord stopped pulsating and it was cut, it was time for me to hand over baby to Elwen and for me to get cleaned up.  After giving birth, I tried to take my time in any movement so that I don’t faint.  I slowly stood up by resting on my knees, then standing up.  The plan was for me to sit on the birth stool to help my placenta come out.  After standing up to get out of the birthing tub, I sat on the birthing stool and my placenta came out like buttah.  That stool sure did the trick!  At the same time, I also had some slight hemorrhaging.  My birth team was quick to act in laying me down, feed me water with alae salt and Shephard’s purse, and massaged my uterus to stop the bleeding.  The bleeding stopped really quickly, almost immediately.

After the bleeding stopped, and my uterus had contracted to about the size of a softball, I slowly made my way (with help from my birth team) to the bed.  The placenta was weighed and it was about 1.5lbs!  I don’t know how heavy placentas are going for these days, but I was told this one was pretty big and could explain why the umbilical cord was pulsating for quite a while when baby was resting one my chest after being born.  Once on the bed, I remember being reunited with baby to try nursing again.  I had some cramping that was eased with a heating pad.  Shortly after, my mom (a.k.a. Grams) brought my older daughter and they met baby.  Our older daughter was awaken from her nap and a little groggy when she first met her sister, but after warming up a little, she took to baby immediately.

Filled with so much love and joy in this special time.  Thankful to have come to know, and be able to share as well, the significance of sharing one’s birth story.  This is yet another birth story that demonstrates the variations of normal.  SO lucky to be supported and having shared this experience with our birth team.  Love.  Just love.

Preparing for Baby Freitas #2

In preparing for Baby Freitas #2, there were some things that we wanted to do differently, while also building upon the things that worked well in preparation for our first baby.  For our ʻohana, preparation for baby not only includes the “practical” moving of furniture to create space and checking things off of our checklist, but also a different kind of preparation that may include (creating new) family traditions.  Part of our planning and preparing for Baby Freitas #2 came from our discussions and learning from the Birthing a Nation class (by the Ehuola ʻOhana) that we were so honored to have been part of.

One “project” that I thought of in preparing before our first baby’s birth was to make a pareau that would be baby’s pareau.  There are multiple purposes that the pareau could be used for:  for me to wear during labor, for different stretches during labor, to cloth baby after birth, to wrap the placenta, etc.  I never got to doing it before baby #1 was born, but I was determined to make it happen this time and felt extra encouragement after having participated in the Birthing a Nation class.  While I would have LOVED to have made a piece of kapa, that is still on my “to do” list of classes I need to take to learn more.  But, with the help of my friend, I was able to use traditional and natural dyes.

Here’s a few pics of Baby Freitas #2’s pareau <3…

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How do you prepare for baby?  What are your family traditions?

What is balance? The constant struggle…

In various aspects of our lives, it seems that the constant struggle and goal is achieving balance.  Balancing play with work, or balancing rest with activity.  We, baby (37 weeks) and I, just finished the bar exam this week.  As we adjust back to “normal” life, and in further preparation for baby’s arrival, the constant struggle with achieving balance has re-centered itself to the forefront of my mind.  I definitely don’t have all the answers, and hope that you will share how you achieve balance.  What is balance?

I think I am not only struggling with figuring out what balance is–what that looks like, how does one maintain balance, etc.–but I am also riddled by society’s expectations.  Why is a mom expected to return to work 6-8 weeks after baby is born?  Why does one (male or female) have to work?  Sure, there’s the obvious answer of needing to make money.  But, really?  I wouldn’t describe myself as lazy, and I understand the reality of having to do “adult”-like things and pay our bills, but there must be a bigger reason.  Sure, I can see that when one has the “right” job that they’re meant to do, that one is passionate about, then the work may not seem like “work.”  But does this job also afford for flexibility to allow for one’s family to be a priority?

Again, I do not have the answers.  But, the way I see it, I would seek a job that would allow me the flexibility to ensure that my family remains a priority.  Perhaps this looks like allowing me the flexibility to bring my baby to work.  Perhaps this looks like my employer providing child care at my job.  Perhaps this looks like being allowed flexible hours, or even flexible work locations (e.g., the ability to work from home).  My husband often jokes with me that it is ironic that I am a stay-at-home mom considering that I went to school to earn three degrees.  And during our most recent discussion on the topic, the topic of this blog and this constant struggle began to crystallize.  What job is more important than raising your kids?

Our family goal and plan is for me to stay home with baby for at least the first year.  We did this with our first child, and found it to be meaningful not only for me as the primary provider, but also for our daughter.  In order to make this happen, we’ve had to make sacrifices.  And just for further context, while I would describe our lives as being very fulfilling and rich with all that we have, we are a family size of four with moderate income living in Hawaiʻi (a place that has a well-documented high cost of living).  While I may not have all the answers, we do have our ideals and hope to make it work.

How do you achieve balance?  In an ideal world, how would you describe the perfect job?  What are some things that you think a job could offer to enable you to make your family a priority?

Birth Story and Women Powahhh!

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Our daughter was born on November 9, 2012 at home (pictured above).  She was born at home into the loving and safe environment of family (me and my husband), our midwife who is also a naturopathic doctor, and the midwife’s awesome assistant and doula.  Choosing to have a home birth was one of the best decisions of my life, and we look forward to welcoming baby #2 into the world with a home birth too!

I LOVE telling our birth story to those who are interested, but most people think I’m crazy.  At the core, I wanted to highlight the awesome power that wahine before us, and that will come after, possess–which I refer to for the purposes of this blog post as, “women powahhh!”  While I came to believe and learn about woman powahhh through our daughter’s birth, I have often tapped back into this same core of mana for everything in life–getting through law school, continuing to grow and learn to become a mother and wife, and the list is growing!

The woman has the powah!  Coming from the perspective that the woman possesses the strength, wisdom, and know-how to birth a baby, this manaʻo resonates and is consistent with not only Hawaiian manaʻo and mythology (especially with regards to birthing), but also other knowledge about birthing shared by midwives with generations of experience in assisting with births…even before hospitals existed!

No matter if one decides to give birth in the hospital, at home, in the back of a valley, or Kahoʻolawe, praising and supporting our wahine as one who harnesses this special power is truly important.

I am so thankful to be supported, and surrounded myself, by other mana wāhine who remind me that women have the powahhh!  Let’s continue to support our wahine (hapai), especially in such a magical and precious time in bringing the next generation (babies or other forms of birthing knowledge) into this world.

Please Support the Patsy T. Mink Legislative Fellowship

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Patsy Mink.  You’ve at least heard her name, and if you ask around, at least one of your family members likely worked with her, or has a personal experience to which the late Congresswoman Mink’s legacy is directly the reason for why we are afforded the opportunities we have today.  Congresswoman Mink’s legacy continues to be recognized today as President Obama posthumously awarded Congresswoman Mink with the Presidential Medal of Freedom.

Born on Maui, Congresswoman Mink was the first woman of color elected to the U.S. House of Representatives in 1965, where she served a total of 12 terms, representing Hawai‘i’s first and second congressional districts.  Congresswoman Mink championed civil rights, peace, and integrity in the democratic process until she passed away in 2002.

The Patsy T. Mink Legislative Fellowship.  Shortly after her sudden passing, a group of students at the William S. Richardson School of Law established the Patsy T. Mink Legislative Fellowship to honor the values and integrity of Congresswoman Mink’s life work.  Each year, the Fellowship selects one Richardson law student, to work with one of Hawai‘i’s Congressional offices in Washington D.C. for the summer.

My Fellowship Experience and the Continued Impact.  I feel so fortunate to have been chosen as the 2012 Fellow.  As a Fellow, I fulfilled my appointment in the late Senator Daniel K. Inouye’s office in Washington, D.C.  My experience as a Fellow was truly a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

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Senator Daniel K. Inouye with my mom, me, and baby Kawena in my ʻōpū.

I was hapai with Kawena at the time, the U.S. Supreme Court’s decision on the Affordable Care Act came down, and Fast and Furious was beginning to unfold.  I attended timely workshops, meetings, hearings, and engaged in many activities only available on Capitol Hill.  Additionally, there were three major projects that I worked on over the summer while receiving outstanding mentorship by a Richardson alum.

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Outside the U.S. Supreme Court on the day at the decision on the Affordable Care Act was announced.

Often times, I reflect on my Fellowship experience and continue to be amazed as to the impact of not only how Congresswoman Mink’s legacy lives on, but also continuing to afforded opportunities stemming back to  my experiences as a Fellow.  To name a few examples, I was offered and accepted a position to work with Hawaiʻi State House Representative Della Au Belatti for the legislative session following my Fellowship.  Fulfilling my Fellowship in Washington, D.C., and then being able to continue work at the state level was really awesome!  One of the three projects that I worked on while fulfilling my Fellowship developed into my Second-Year Seminar paper (a law school requirement completed during the second-year of law school), and involved the medical-legal partnership model.  Following law school, I was then offered a position with the Medical-Legal Partnership for Children in Hawaiʻi.

We Need Your Support!  My Fellowship experience, and the significance of Patsy Mink’s legacy resonates not only with all other Mink Fellows, but also state and nation-wide.  The Fellowship is funded entirely through tax-deductible donations, which are used to help Fellows with living and transportation expenses as well as to help build an endowment for future fellows.  Please support the Mink Fellowship!  To donate online to the UH Foundation Patsy T. Mink Legislative Fellowship Fund, click here.

 

A couple of cooking firsts :P

My ʻohana and I are continuously trying to push ourselves to not only make smart and healthy food choices, but to also try new recipes.  On top of that, there is added excitement during the holiday season to prepare a home cooked meal.  In anticipation of hosting friends that we had over for a holiday luncheon, I decided to try to make a roast for the first time!  I also made a wrapped brie pastry as an appetizer.  Below, I include the recipes I used, pictures, and my reviews of these new recipes.

Pot Roast – Click here for the recipe I used from Picture Perfect Meals.

This recipe was easy to follow, and I was really excited about being able to put everything into the crock pot, and leave it to cook overnight.

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When removing the roast and veggies from the crockpot, the meat was so tender and pulled apart easily!  The only thing is that I am still undecided if I liked the flavoring of the gravy juices.  I think it may be the red wine that I used, but I’m not sure…perhaps my taste buds are a little different since I’m hapai.  While it was not overpowering, there was a slight bitterness to the gravy.

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Brie Wrapped in Puff Pastry – Click here for the recipe I used from Tablespoon.

There are tons of recipes out there, and I slightly modified the recipe I used to include some parts from other recipes.  Some recipes include sliced apples, other recipes use dried fruits, and some even use a chutney or jam.  I included sliced Granny Smith apples, and dried cranberries.

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This was awesome and I’ll definitely make it again!  It’s something that cannot necessarily be made ahead of time, but it is pretty quick to prepare!

We served it with a multi-grain cracker…then again, I had to ask my husband if he wanted a cracker to go with the brie he was eating.  HAHA!  He loved it!  I’m also glad that I added the cranberries because the apple sweetness was a bit mild.

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Have you tried any new recipes this holiday season?  Any recipes, new to you or a family tradition, you’d like to share?  I’d LOVE for you to share your recipes with me to try!

 

Hauʻoli Lā Kūʻokoʻa!

Hauʻoli lā kūʻokoʻa!!!  (Happy Hawaiian Independence day!)  There are so many great events that occurred today, or this week, to celebrate today!  I especially appreciate our community’s celebrations today because it is yet another example of how we already have sovereignty, including broader definitions of “sovereignty.”

In celebration of Lā Kūʻokoʻa, Kawena (my 2 year old daughter) and I created this ka pīʻāpā (Hawaiian alphabet) chart.

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This came after lots of searching/researching for “existing” teaching tools that they sell at the store.  There were multiple problems with what’s sold at the store, other than the obvious of it not being ma ka ʻōlelo Hawaiʻi.  Nevertheless, it may not have all the bells and whistles like the charts sold at the store, but we had fun making it and it’ll help her learn 🙂

Also, in celebration of Lā Kūʻokoʻa, we plan to make a loving meal with these produce from Meghan Leialoha Au and Hanalē Bishop of Homestead Poi!

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More broadly, creating this chart with my daughter reminded me of how my perspective and importance on planning for future generations has been forever changed.  Specifically to lā kūʻokoʻa, this brings to mind what I want Hawaiʻi to look like tomorrow, ten years from now, and seven generations from now.  Here’s some manaʻo (from a paper I wrote in law school):

Everyone has a roof over their heads, education is free, and no one goes hungry. Hawaiʻi is a leader in the world because of its sustainable farming practices that sustains it’s over one million person population. Farms are not only a place that sustains the people physically with food to eat, but also medicinal herbs for healing and a safe space for other cultural practices.

How did you celebrate Lā Kūʻokoʻa?  What do you want Hawaiʻi (of the future) to look like?