Today was an interesting day. We started the day with breakfast, which went fine. Then we took a little walk up our street and took some pictures. We came back to our hotel area and walked around the pool and took some pictures. You can tell in the pictures what came next. She was even quieter than usual, which is really quiet. We were standing near the pool and she dropped her little pink doggie we gave her the first day (thanks Ann) that she carries everywhere. She looked really sad and we told her that it is okay to be sad and miss her friends. Then she started crying and we carried her back to our room. Well, we had over two hours of crying at the top of her lungs (she does have a voice). It was hard because we could not comfort her, we just stayed next too her and talked to her, sang to her (don't worry, me not Ryan), held her and rubbed her. We even tried the video thing (thanks for the suggestion Tammy) but it didn't really work. Finally her body gave out and she fell asleep. She slept for about and hour and we were nervous of what she would feel like when she woke up. She woke up slowly and she grabbed Ryan's fingers. She wasn't happy, but she wasn't as sad. We ordered some rice and I spoon fed her and gave her some juice. After that she was totally attached to Ryan even more than usual. She doesn't push me away, she just prefers being by him. I am actually glad that the crying session happened, although I felt so bad for her. I was a little worried when she just came with us and didn't care that we were leaving the other day.
She is a smart girl and she figured out yesterday that this is forever.
The rest of the afternoon she just played with Ryan. In the evening our friends Emily and Jon came over, greatest people ever!! We chatted for a bit and then went to dinner at our hotel restuarant. We had just started eating, one bite of rice down I think, and Shella May puked all over her plate. I carried her back to our room and let Ryan eat a bit. We ordered her a fruit plate for our room. I brought her back and got her in her pj's and fed her some fruit. I made her eat slowly and just relax. She kind of played with me (to amuse me I think) and kept looking out the window at Ryan.The rest of the evening we took turns eating and talking to our friends in the restaurant, while the other person stayed in the room with Shella May. We don't know what triggered it and she seemed fine right after.
The worst thing about today was I realized I'm not enough of a girlie-girl to even do her hair.
Some random pictures below...
7 comments:
Wow, that sounds like quite a day both emotionally and physically. I can only think the "sickness" was an understandably nervous stomach with all she's been through this week. As far as latching on to Ryan, that sounds just like my little Becca. What "Princess" doesn't want her "King" Daddy to carry her around all day and make her feel SO special? Eat it up, Ryan, the joy will overwhelm your heart and bring tears to your eyes when you reminisce about it. And Julie, don't fret about mothering skills.. all that pales so much compared to the love you can give her. 20 years from now, she won't care whether you could do french braids or not, only that you cared enough for her to fly across the world, pick her up and love her with everything you have!! Nobody could ask for more than that.
We love you guys!! Can't wait to see you all when you get home.
-Eric and Family
I totally understand about being not being a girly-girl (did you see my latest facebook post?).
It sounds like things are going good for you, considering you're still in the early stages. Thanks for sharing.
My heart just melts for all of you. I want to HUG YOU ALL so much. I think the emotions that EACH of you are having are good and healthy and normal. No emotions would be the scary thing. And I agree completely with Eric, the girlie-girlie stuff doesn't matter. The LOVE is what Shella May will remember. I am so proud of all my kids. LOVE YOU, MOM L.
Thoughts and prayers are with you! Reading your post reminds me so much of some of our experiences. Being older when adopted, I think they do process this is forever and they understand so much more what is going on. Jay-R had a massive crying fit four days into our time together while in the Philippines...it was hard. Hang in there. You'll get through these rough spots. Love goes a long way! She is a beautiful girl!!!
It must be difficult watching Shella Mae go through this difficult time but it sounds like you are handling it as well as possible. Take care and I hope and pray that things go as well as possible for all of you.
Yes, I too agree with Eric. I am sure the day was exhausting for all of you, but if anything it was just part of the grieving process. I can't imagine being taken away from everything I have ever known. I wouldn't worry about the hair thing...Jaidyn (4 years old) wants to do her hair herself now most of the time so you can imagine how that turns out. Somedays, I let her...trying to let go and pick my battles that truly matter. Who cares if her headband doesn't match? :)
I am sure Ryan is loving having a Daddy's girl!!!
Julie-I'm totally available to do girlie hair lessons with you. It would be great fun and I can even provide another little girl to practice on.
These entries and photos are magnificant! Ryan-we're all thinking of you.
Robin (Ryan's other manager)
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