Day 2: Lost without translation

Okay, so apparently a two year old can hold a grudge. Sadie let us know that she was NOT happy with us leaving her yesterday. She wouldn't let us hold her, and at times flat out turned her back to us. Then when Jay put his shoes on to leave our morning visit, she began to cry. I tried to rock her, and she let me. But she wouldn't stop crying. It made the nannies step in, and I felt totally useless.

We both skipped lunch because we were a mess. Rejection hurts!

Fast forward to our afternoon visit... Little miss was sleeping when we arrived, so we watied on the porch. When she woke up the nannies pulled out the toys we had sent her. We played dolls, she combed mommy's hair, and her and daddy played a counting game with batteries (who needs toys). By the end of our visit she was back in love with us.

The truest moment of this was when other kids came in her room. She sat on my lap, and then pulled us away from them, jealousy! It's a good sign. She let me feed her a little, but she wasn't feeling very well. She only ate her soup and some meat. I think her throat is sore.

When we started to put our shoes on, she started to get upset again. The nanny picked her up and talked to her. She allowed me to cuddle her for a few minutes then she was upset. The nanny spoke to her again, and she followed us to the taxi, waving and blowing kisses.

It has been a rollercoster of a day. But at the end of it a phone call with a beacon of light. Please pray that beacon signs true!

BTW spell check is not working, and I'm tired. Forgive the mistakes.