Last night was a hard one for mama and baby. She was just too tired, and didn't feel well, so naturally she woke up. Every time I would get her to sleep, she'd wake up when I bent over to put her in the crib. There's got to be a better system. In any case, she ended up sleeping on top of me for about an hour before I was able to get her back into the crib. However, hard yesterday was, though, today was the best.
After waking up bright and early, Eva sampled some cherios and water, refused the formula and fussed whenever mama left the room. Ba Ba (David) earned some smiles and enjoyed the cherio offerings long enough for me to get ready and we headed off for breakfast. Eva consumed an entire bowl of congee and some watermelon to go along with her cherios. We then all gathered in the lobby of the hotel for our trip to the orphanage. Despite Eva's opinion that we should immediately exit the bus, mama insisted that we stay put, and so she yielded to the inevitable and fell asleep for the majority of the hour ride to the orphanage. Once in Xiangtan, we stopped at a department store first and as a group purchased a washing machine for the orphanage as a donation. (It was what they requested.) The excitement of the moment woke dear little girl up, despite the fact that mama and Eva stayed on the hot bus in order to avoid that very contingency. After screeching in the guide and drivers ears for at least five minutes, with tears rolling down little cheeks, mama asked if she could stand up in the middle of the bus... and of course that met Eva's approval. She instantly cheered up, quieted down and prepared for arrival. I on the other hand, got to enjoy the completely new experience of Chinese driving while standing up. Seriously folks, they drive down the wrong side of the road against oncoming traffic. Today I even saw a lady with a cart of apples completely stopped in the middle of four lanes of traffic (one side of a 8 lane highway). It's insane.
David and I feel very fortunate to be able to visit the orphanage. We weren't allowed to go into many places, but it was enough to get a feel for it. As soon as we got off the bus, and yes, Eva and I are always the first ones off, the nannies saw her and they all started calling her name. They all seemed to both know her, and be very fond of her. I wasn't sure if I wanted to let them hold her, but I thought that it was more important that she have the pictures with the nannies, so I decided it would be okay. I'm glad I did. Something amazing happened. She would let the nannies hold her for a minute, give them a smile, and then twist around at her waist, look for me and hold her arms out for me to take her. I didn't realize how much I needed for that to happen. She chooses me back.
The grounds outside the orphanage was neat and clean. There are some older children, puppy dogs, gardens, and some playground equipment. The rooms all exit to an outside hallway on each of the floors of the orphanage, so we were taken up a flight of stairs to the second floor outside hallway. We were then taken into the rooms where the babies stayed, and we weren't allowed to take pictures in those rooms. There were about 10 cribs in the rooms, all pushed together, and all but a few (those belonging to our girls) were filled. Some of the babies were only a few weeks old, some about a year. Many were crying, some were sleeping and some of them were just laying in the crib staring at the ceiling. I noticed that they put split pants on them and cloth diapers under the pants. The room itself was very old, with old dirt stains on the walls and peeling paint. Eva's crib was in the second room, against the far wall, under the window.
I got a chance to ask the nannies why Eva's hair is so short. I was told that her immune system is not strong and that she gets sick alot. So, apparantely they shaved her head and had an IV in it at one point. I don't know what was in the IV, I don't know anything other than that, but I am glad I asked about her hair. It was good to get the additional information. I am not surprised she got sick alot... they do not have heating in the rooms during the winter, and Eva's crib was right under the window. She probably had a draft on her all winter.
After visiting the orphanage, the upper staff took us out to lunch in a local restaurant. The food was fantastic (at least that's what I was told--it smelled good), although they were careful to give us the mild dishes. Eva enjoyed a tomatoe and egg dish, consuming at least 3 bowls of that, along with a bowl of steamed egg, some sticky rice and more cherios. She also broke a spoon, jabbed everyone with the chopsticks, and talked constantly. All of the families in the group that came (4 of the 5) sat around the same table, and all other three children were so good and sat quietly and ate what they were given. They didn't grab anything or fuss. Yeah, not Eva, we had nothing in a two and a half foot radius of us by the time lunch was finished, there was a layer of food on the floor and chopsticks were flung everywhere. The nannies enjoyed it... they kept saying her name and looking at her and laughing. They said that she liked to be spoiled... Yeah, I don't even know what to say to that. She's definitely ornery and the reason mama missed lunch.
Forntunately for all of us, Eva decided that it would be appropriate to sleep on the bus ride back to Changsha. All in all, she managed to get 2 hours of sleep today. When we got back to the hotel, David and I just spent the time getting to know Eva. It was great. She's really come out of her shell a lot, and she laughed outloud a few times today. She giggles, plays and is constantly discovering new things. We discovered, that she can't really crawl, but she can sit on her butt and scoot herself backwards with her legs. David left once during the afternoon to purchase a cane, and we met up with our fellow travel mates for dinner at the food court. Eva decided it was a good idea to eat again as well. She had half a bowl of her rice cereal mixed with formula...I have given up on trying to get her to drink her formula/cereal like the orphanage workers told us to. Instead, I have decided to feed it to her with a spoon...it works until the food arrives and there is something she enjoys more to choose from. So, in addition to the half a bowl of rice cereal, she had another two bowls of fried rice and a bowl of broccoli. Once finishing those entres, she still had a little room, and so she topped off with some noodles.
She and David are both asleep now. She went down very easy tonight. Granted, she ate more today than I did and she got a lot accomplished. I'm hoping all that food in her belly will take a while to digest and keep her occupied for a long time.
I did experience my own breakthrough this morning as well. On our way to Xiangtan, when Eva was sleeping on my chest in the bus, I looked down at her and realized fully for the first time that she was mine. I no longer felt like I was babysitting someone else's baby. Just as her attachment to us is growing stronger, so is ours to her. She is adorable, delightful and I wouldn't trade any part of it... although, there are things that I won't mourn when she outgrows them.