Maggie woke up about 1:30 this morning and just couldn’t get settled enough to go back to sleep. Social workers and doctors all told us not to try to parent TOO much at first and do whatever it takes to let her rest. Yep, that’s right…co-sleeping. Sorry, Trevor, but we had to allow it. I could swear just before she drifted back to sleep (since she stopped crying the second Marcie laid her between us) that I saw a little wicked grin and a wink. Yep, she’s a Peck…through and through. It worked, as we were all able to sleep until 7:30 or so. And coincidence or not, when she woke up, she immediately put her hand on Marcie’s arm and started patting it, and then turned to me and got up in my face and smiled. Again, maybe it was the co-sleeping, maybe it was a fluke, maybe it was a step in the right direction with getting more relaxed with us, but whatever it was…we all liked it.
After breakfast we ran down the street to pick up some more water and some Coke & Sprite (livin’ large now folks). We simply zipped into the convenience store, held up our items to the cashier and asked “how much”…paid the few Yuan and back to the hotel for our day of rest (it’s what the itinerary says…so we have to do it ).
Maggie is cutting another tooth and still has a pretty bad cold, but she remains happy and active when it’s not eating time (Peck) or sleeping time (Wilson). Things continue to get better by the minute over here. Started listening to KLOVE on the computer the last few days since we aren’t freaking out every other minute about something…it’s good to hear the encouraging words and songs again (shh, don’t tell China we’re immersing ourselves in the One who brought us). “Cinderella” came on and of course I had to pick up my little princess and dance with her. What a great God we all serve…can’t wait to see what’s next. Love to all…thank you for your continued prayers.
PS – my blog logistics manager is gone for the weekend to take the boys to the UK basketball game, so these posts will go online after Sunday.
2 comments:
A lot of new adoptees need to sleep with someone. I think that if they were in the orphanage, they are surrounded by other children and there is always an adult on duty. One Mom told me once that she woke up to find her daughter trying to pry her eyelids open-her daughter had never seen a sleeping adult before! Even our son, who lived in a foster home, shared a bed with his "brother".
Ruby
I'm so jealous! I couldn't get KLOVE to work while I was there! Glad you've got it, though. What a blessing! I couldn't help but cry at the Cinderella story!!!!!
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