We left off at about midnight last night when we finally got to sleep. We found a little mattress and lots of soft quilts to make a pallet on the floor next to our bed for Sweet Girl. She tried to drift off to sleep and then her eyes would pop open to make sure I was still next to her in the big bed. Finally, she gave up the good fight and went to sleep. He and I struggled to sleep well. Heat here is an interesting thing. During the winter, the radiators are just “on”. There is no controlling then. So, to get the right temperature, you have to open the window/s to let COLD air in to mix. But, we are on a very busy street and the sound of the traffic/police/horns is loud. Overall, we managed and Sweet Girl slept until 7:30 this morning.
We had a speedy morning of eating breakfast and getting ready to meet Boris at 8:30 for her appointment at a doctor for our US Visa. I couldn’t let another minute go by so even though it wasn’t the first bath of our dreams, I put Sweet Girl in the tub really fast to wash the orphanage off her. She had no problem getting in (a fear we had since often children aren’t given proper baths and instead endure cold water splashed over them) and splashing around. All too soon it was over and we were out the door. Before she went to sleep last night she went through her entire suitcase and looking at every article of clothing we brought for her. She ooh’d and ahh’d over everything except the pullups I brought in case of long car rides/plane rides. Those she called something that was probably “for babies” and then tossed aside. So this morning, I thought she’d be excited to pick her clothes, but the concept was too foreign and instead I picked and just asked her if it was okay.
Not a great picture, but here we are waiting for our medical.
The medical was interesting. First off, we drove for 20 minutes to get to somewhere that might have taken us 15 to walk to. Then, we were told that the doctor spoke English and was very good with adopted children. As soon as we went into the building, poor Sweet Girl knew it was a doctor and lost it. She had silent tears streaming down her face and was shaking. We filed into the doctor’s office and were the first ones there. We into his little exam room and stripped her very emotional little skinny self down to her underwear. The doctor seemed very kind and gentle with her but something just felt off about it. He told us that her crying was to get attention and to get sympathy from mama and papa and she would continue to be a drama queen for attention and we were to ignore these requests and not give in (no thanks buddy). Then he told us that her ears were no big deal and once she turned 8 we would just get them pinned. I don’t have a problem with her ears so it seemed very odd to have him mention something so obviously cosmetic without us asking. Before we knew it she was done. It took way longer to undress her and redress her than the entire “exam”. As soon as her clothes were back on and we left the room she calmed down.
We went straight back to the apartment, but by this time it was 11 am. We hung out for a bit and little miss made herself very at home in this little home away from home.
The ipad watching above lasted about 4 minutes, then she carried the headphones and ipad around and pushed the buttons. I think everything new was too overwhelming for her to concentrate.
About this time, we headed out to find a market. We ended up at the one Boris pointed out to us. It was very 5th Avenue ish. It’s the bottom floor of a very fancy department store. We were seriously the only customers and on the end of every section there was an employee there watching us. We let Sweet Girl look around a lot. She has never seen a market and never knew that’s where food came from. We let her assert choices and pick out the fruit we wanted. Since we knew we’d have to carry everything back, we didn’t get much.
We got back and had lunch (chicken noodle soup, yogurt, and grapes). She ate everything but the soup. Then around 1:30 we took a family nap. Sweet Girl went down effortlessly, but I’m not sure if she gave in to sleep before I did or not! We spent the whole afternoon playing in the apartment. Sweet Girl has been talking to us nonstop, but I think we’re finally getting a rhythm. Up until bedtime, she was doing FABULOUS. Beyond better than we could have hoped. Everything is new and she’s just soaking up the experience and the attention. Even something like being able to take a drink of water when you want is new to her. Her favorite activity is turning all the lights off and looking out the window to the city lights. We try to turn one back on and we are immediately corrected that it’s not allowed!
For dinner, we had a pizza that we found at the market. It was pretty good but Sweet Girl wanted nothing to do with it. Then, I made her oatmeal. I bribed her into taking one bite, but she was not a fan. Then I tried these little cheese things I got at the market. She wasn’t interested in that either. I took a bite to show her it was safe and realized I just took a bite of cream cheese. No wonder she looked at me like I was crazy when I put it on her plate! She ended up with a kids cereal bar, an apple, and some milk for dinner. We are struggling to get enough fluids into her. She will drink a juice box all day long, but when any liquid is in a cup, she has a couple sips and then leaves it. Her little system isn’t used to so much juice and it’s causing interesting bathroom time.
Speaking of bathroom time, for all the other adoptive families out there…. She is not scared of the big potty at all. Sometimes we ask if she has to go and sometimes she goes in there on her own. She crawls up there all on her own. If it’s pee, she doesn’t wipe and just hops down. If it’s the other, she waits for me to hand her toilet paper and then wipes on her own. I’ve been wiping after her to make sure she’s good too. She’s not strong enough to push the flush button so we can always tell if she’s gone 🙂 There are two bathrooms in here and either she doesn’t know she can use both or she’s has designated one hers.
Then we got to bedtime. We were unable to get any sort of a schedule of her day so we have guessed that her bedtime is 7:30 or 8. Tonight about 7:15 she started to get a little more hyper and distracted. I took this as a sign she was tired. We did jammies and brushed teeth (she needs a little help, but understands the concept and the spit at the end) and I put her on her little pallet, said some prayers and left her. About 5 minutes later, I opened the door to check on her and sweet little thing was silently crying her eyes out. I’m not sure if she was scared of the dark or scared we weren’t there or what, but I laid down on the bed next to her and rubbed her back for a long time. Then I moved to our bed and watched her watching me. Again, I’m not sure who fought the longest, but before I knew it it was 11pm. Oops. Since my nap has kept me up, I’m out in the living room blogging and two of the four loves of my life are sleeping in the other room.
Tomorrow we have an appointment at the embassy in the morning and then we are going to try to register her passport right after. If we can get her passport registered tomorrow, we might be on track to come home a little earlier. Lu comes in tomorrow as well. I’m sure they are going to be exhausted, but I hope they recover quickly and want to do some sightseeing Friday afternoon!