Perhaps writing a blog at the end a the day is not always a good idea. On one hand, readers get the raw emotions of the moment; on the other hand, emotions are not always the reality of the situation. Let's try another, well-rested, point of view.
It's a little after 6am on Monday in China. Afer 8.5 hrs of sleep, I'm wide awake. Bing Bing is still sleeping (okay..."thank God!"). Sunday's blog is certainly true.....we're tired of being here under these circumstances, and Bing needs to get into a normal routine. But I will try to share some thoughts on yesterday (in NO particular order):
We try to go see Stella once or twice a day. Bing loves that. And I don't want to just come for a visit....the girl does need to make a living. So each time I stop in, I am careful to buy something. I'm getting my souvenir shopping done one small purchase at a time. After spending about 30 minutes there in the morning, a couple of the shop girls stepped outside with Bing and played the Chinese version of "hackey sack" with him. Instead of a bean bag to kick in a cirlce, it's like several huge washers stacked on top of each other with feathers on top. Hard to describe. EVERYone - young and old - plays this game. You see them standing around in circles on the sidewalks, in the parks, etc. It's a fun and healthy way to pass the time. Bing Bing fell down during one session and busted his elbow. We had to make a big fuss over his boo-boo. I took him upstairs for a band-aid. He thought my kissing his elbow was so funny. Throughout the day, he has required me to kiss it again and again. Like I said in an earlier post, he loves kisses.
In order to pass some time in the room (which is getting very old), he and I made a paperchain out of construction paper. I'm so glad I brought all the art supplies I got at my "Bing Shower." Thanks, girls! :) He really seemed to enjoy that, and it really ate up some time. We taped it up in the room for all to see. :)
I took him down for lunch (Mom was not hungry), and we shared a steak sandwhich and fries. I cut the sandwhich in half for him, but he didn't like the idea of the bread. So basically I took the meat out, cut it up and he ate it with chopsticks. He also wanted his fries cut up so he could use the chopsticks. Strange, because the other night he ate them with his fingers. Go figure.
My Dutch contact in Shenzhen (one of the women who works at the orphanage and sends me weekly emails) sent me an email wondering why we didn't show up on Thursday for our visit. I explained to her how Bing was doing and our decision to skp the trip. She told me to be on the look out for a few more Shenzhen adoptive families who are now staying in our hotel. I know of Claudio and Sera....they are from Florida and are here to get Esther (but I have yet to hook up with them) I have not run into any other Shenzhen families.
Meal time is our only true social time. There are many, many adoptive families, and it's Baby Central three times a day down there. Yesterday a man approached me and said "Go Seminoles" after seeing my shirt. :) Turns out they're from Florida and love the Noles! We've also met three families who adopted boys, too. But their boys are all under the age of four. Everyone else has baby girls. Some are back for their second or third adoption. They've brought their other Chinese children with them. Funny how "Americanized" the girls act. You can spot the American-raised girls in a heartbeat....they carry themselves with more confidence....even at a young age of seven or eight.
Last night at dinner we sat next to two families who are staying on our floor. One of the adoptive moms is of Chinese descent and speaks fluent Chinese. She came over and just chatted away with Bing. He loved that. She asked me if there was anything I wanted her to tell him. So, after getting my words, she translated to him that he will stay with us forever and we will care for him and never take him back. And was he okay with this? Did he understand this? He smiled and told her he already knew all that! (like, "Duh, Lady...). It was pretty funny. It's good to know they are nearby. She (Chris) told me to come get her anytime if I need help.
far Bing Bing has watched our home movie two times. He loves Cheng-mei and talks back to her when she asks him rhetorical questions on the video. It's pretty funny. I need to tape him watching some of it. He is very impressed that we have two stories. And he LOVES seeing all the kids! I need my kids to be on their best behavior when we get home so they can set a good example for Bing! (HINT!)
Today Shelley has to go as our agent to the US Consulate. I have to stay in the room between 9:30 and 10:30 in case she calls with any questions or problems with the paperwork. Later she'll go back to pick up his US passport, etc. Tomorrow we will go and do the formal (but short) swearing-in ceremony at the consulate.
Oh....I MUST mention the humidity again (I told you these were random thoughts). I've never had such a hard time with my hair before in my life. I feel like a French Poodle most days. Maybe it's more than the humidity. Maybe it's the water or the poor hairdryer they have. For one thing, the dryer is NOT anchored on the wall like most hotels. It's anchored in a low drawer and the cord is not tall enough for me. PLUS, it will only stay on if you hold down the button. So usually half-way through drying (and my hair takes forever as it is) my thumb cramps up from holding the button and my arm cramps up from stretching the cord taut for so long. At that point I usually give up and let it finish air drying. Hence, the French Poodle look I'm sporting.
Speaking of hair, Bing really needs a haircut. He's got this overgrown institutional buzz cut. Not very flattering, if you ask me. And he needs his finger and toe nails cut, too. I think today we'll try. I didn't want to try it too soon and freak him out (right, Jared?). He's dressed pretty sharp, if nothing else. The shoes, jeans, and FSU apparel we got from Jeremy fit to a T. (Thanks so much, guys!) Grandma and Papa also sent some clothes, too. Almost everything has fit! Between that and the hand-me-downs from Grant, Bing is looking more and more American each day! :) Honestly, though, if we were in America, he'd be in shorts in this weather. This kid sweats up a storm. I'm not kidding. I know he's got to be hot in long pants. I sure am. But it's not acceptable shorts-weather yet in this culture. There are "rules." And the last thing I want is some little old lady fussing at me that I'm a bad mother because my kid is not warm enough. Sheesh!
Last night I would have gladly chucked it all and left China and Bing behind. It's certainly a stressful time. But nothing that a day at the PVB spa can't cure. I see a massage in my future...... This morning, I have a little better perspective. Not perfect, but better. Bing Bing is a confused, scared kid who's just had his world turned upside down. If I were almost seven, I'd be acting the same way, too. I am trusting that God has this all figured out and will get us through this. Please keep praying for us. Your prayers are so vital to the success of this mission! (And any of my girlfriends who want to kidnap me and take me out when I get home are welcome to!)