The girls with their neighborhood friends
It has been hard to motivate Eden to communicate with us, so I was surprised to see how quickly she picked up on saying "trick or treat"! The rewards were too huge to pass up I guess :)
We want to share our thoughts and experiences along the way in this adoption process. Thanks for being a part of our journey!
Eating and sleeping. Apart from getting those basic human activities figured out, parenting Eden has been a cinch. :) OK, seriously, our guide told me about a local phenomenon called "Sichuan temper." He says it's a result of all the mega-spicy foods everyone eats here (keeping in mind that Chongqing was formerly a part of Sichuan Province before it was split off into its own municipality). Eden gets to four-chili-pepper level anger when I'm either trying to put her to bed or trying to deny her something she wants.
I have to admit, it's only Day 4 and I'm pooped. I echo Malia's sentiments when she asked Mom, "Can we go home now?" I know all you super parents think I'm weak sauce, but I'm not used to being around kids 24/7 like this. I normally have the excuse (er, escape) of going to the office most of the day…
… which only raises my level of admiration for Eliza. She's a stalwart. I get easily frustrated with Eden's finicky palate or Malia's moments of maladjustment, but Eliza is ever the empath, bringing a keen sense of intuition, knowledge, and experience about what both kids need (or should I say, all three of us kids!). The simple truth is, we wouldn't be here doing this without her amazing preparation and unwavering resolve to bring Eden home as soon as possible. I'm amazed and grateful for the wonderful wife and mother she is… I can get all mushy now that she's asleep for the night and can't censor my blog entry. :)
Tomorrow we get Eden's passport and then board a plane to Guangzhou to work on her visa. Sigh… I wish we were home already… and with all y'all. Signing out to catch the last bit of Scorpion King dubbed in Chinese before getting some shuteye.
On our first day together, if I’m totally honest, Eden still felt somewhat like a stranger to me. After all, I had only just met her. Trying to soothe her to sleep on the first night together began the bonding experience for me. I only hope she’s feeling a connection to us.
She couldn’t be a more cheery and delightful toddler, though. It’s everything from the Frankenstein walk, to the way she rests her forehead on mine, to the way she follows Malia everywhere (much to her big sister’s dislike), to her picky eating habits (as evidence, I’ve included a video clip of her discovering that I had tried to slip in some fruit into her yoghurt).
On Day 2, we officially became Eden Qinying’s parents. It was both formal and comical. We were instructed to stand in certain spots, pose for certain pictures, recite a vow not to abandon and abuse… and then the Civil Affairs office tried to awkwardly sell us a photo album of the highlights of Chongqing along with pictures of the ceremony for the low, low price of 300 RMB (about $45).
Last night was another tough night for Eden. Sleep time seems to be especially hard for her for some reason. I tried to recreate the conditions that worked last night, and of course, they failed miserably. I only succeeded in getting Eden to unprecedented levels of agitation. Finally, I walked up and down the stairs of our high-rise hotel, and the monotonous, rhythmic sound of the steps eventually did the trick… although I ended up doing more floors than I was in shape for… suffice to say, I slept well last night.
We’re off to the zoo today for an outing. Eliza is eager to do the next blog (and not let me, Paul, do all the representing).
Eden has quite the personality. What we’ve observed so far is she’s rambunctious, a prankster, already loves to get a rise out of Malia (could become a lifelong pattern), has a constant motor, smiles and laughs a lot, can’t sit still, is feisty and pretty willful. All positive traits to Mom and Dad! We were afraid she’d be a little listless and withdrawn, and that isn’t the case at all. When she wants something, she grabs Daddy’s hand and brings me over to whatever it is to make me get it for her.
Malia is definitely going through an adjustment. She’s very clingy with Mom, and is not quite sure yet how to feel about this new addition to the family. When she saw the Social Welfare worker who accompanied Eden, Malia proclaimed with some relief, “She already has a Mommy!” We had to break it to Malia that the woman was not Eden’s mommy but her “auntie.”
We had dinner together at a local restaurant, and she seemed to be able to eat reasonably well. She definitely likes rice and does NOT like greens… pretty typical kid. Every time I tried to sneak in a little vegetable under the spoonful of rice, she’d be wise to me and turn her head away. Like I said, willful. J
The bedtime ritual was the first sign of Eden going through a tough transition. She refused to lie down in her crib or in our bed, so I (Paul) had to take her on a walk to try to soothe her a little. We were having a grand old time for awhile, and then all of a sudden, she started looking around for something (or someone), tearing up, and crying out for “Ba.” “Baba” means daddy in Chinese, so I wonder if she might have been looking for her foster dad. We know almost nothing about her foster care situation other than that she was only there for 4-5 months. We figured she probably didn’t develop much of a bond with them, but we could be wrong. In any event, I eventually took her out onto a busy street and rocked her in my arms. The noise and lights and general hustle and bustle seemed to calm her down, and she fell asleep pretty quickly. She’s been fast asleep ever since… Malia’s wondering if she’ll ever wake up so we could all go get some breakfast!
Well, I’ll end our update here with some pics. Eliza will write more soon.
Our update tonight will include a photo of our much-awaited daughter. Thanks, everyone, for reading this and lifting us up in prayer. It means a lot.
I (Paul) have attached a few pics of Chongqing that I took on my jog this morning.