Thursday, July 14, 2011

Day 4

This will probably be a two-part post. I was just talking with Chris when the country coordinator came to take him to DGM, I guess I'll just have to wait and see how it goes!

Our sweet little girl has a raging case of lice. Big bummer. Chris says, and I quote "There are tons of them". Yuck. Apparently the orphanage was dipping her head in DEET, that can't be good for her brain. I called the U of M adoption clinic and asked for advice for them, sadly, the only option is to pick them out with a nit comb, you can't use any shampoos/creams on children under two. The saddest part is that the very nice woman said that the best option, given how long her hair is, would be to cut a significant amount of it off. Black hair can be extremely hard to get lice out of. And since we have zero experience with black hair, I do believe that Chris and his mom are strongly leaning towards this option. Que the tears now. I reallly want to see her hair long, but at the same time, it sure would be nice to have the lice out of her head before she comes home and the rest of us get infected! Our little boy hardly has any hair, and so he is fine. I didn't get the chance to ask Chris how he and his mom are fairing.

Last night Chris got to talk to our little girl's birth mom. The phone connection wasn't great yesterday when he was telling me about it, but I did manage to hear that she asked him if we would love her little girl with all of our hearts. It brings me to tears just thinking about it. I cannot even begin to imagine what she was thinking as she sat with Chris and his mom. How would I ever feel in that situation? I wish I could have been there to have shared that moment with her. While I am sure Chris and his mom did a fantastic job, I would have loved to sit with this mother of my daughter. They are hoping to meet with our son's birth mom as well.

The kids haven't taken an afternoon nap yet today, I could hear them yelling away in the background! Right now I am sitting in my quiet house because Ava and Owen are at my parents'. Quiet is very soon to be a thing of the past!

1 comment:

  1. What a tough post. I am sure you wish so much that you were there. I got choked up when you mentioned cutting her hair (how vain are we?). Although when you spoke about her birth mother, I lost it. We are still praying. I check your blog first thing every day, then I pass on your news to my husband. We are both glued to the situation and covering you with prayer!!