A sad first night

She is finally with us and we are already in love. She is a very vocal and active little angel. She is very very chubby and has taken a great liking to both Mom & Dad....but as my prayers have been answered...she's totally smitten by her daddy...and he by her. I was expecting and hoping for that. She will be with me the majority of the time so we have alot of time to bond and love each other...it was very important for me that she make a great impression on her daddy and vice versa.

Poor Dad was exhausted and passed out right after we got back to the room. He spent 1 hour with her. He was very curious and is very happy with her and could not resist kissing and pinching her cheeks.

We weight her and she weighs 20 lbs....she has spent the past 4 hours jumping up and down, clapping her hands and talking to us with many smiles in between. We are actually a bit scared because she is here in all her extra chubby flesh and we now have to make sure we make the transition very smooth from her foster care.

She did not cry where the other babies cried and even later in the evening when we had to sign a multitude of papers (this is the beginning of what is ahead of us for the next 2 weeks). She tired herself out and fell asleep in my arms.

She is very curious and appears to be very healthy. I am so happy to know for certain that when our family and friends meet her they will fall in love with her.

We have alot of work to do over the next 2 weeks with all the paperwork to be completed but we look forward to bringing her home.

At 8:15 pm and we are very tired....Timmy passed out with her in his arms...while she was busy watching the news. Her bedtime is 8:30 so I was preparing to get things ready for her. I actually made my first bottle and was ready to try to see if I could catch up on some sleep.

We had a 2 1/2 hour cry session when I was trying to put her to sleep. My heart broke as she called out mama...she was grieving for her foster mother. She was tired but was fighting to not sleep and litterally cried herself to exhaustion. I just kept whispering to her that I know it is hard for her but to trust me because God wants her to be with us and she can grieve anyway she wants and as long as she wants but God is with us and everything will be all right. At times she would stop crying and just stare at me...look me right in the eyes and start touching my face, wimper a little and then cry again.

Tim slept through this but that was because he was completely overwhelmed with emotion. The whole day was more than he ever expected it would be. So, I let him sleep. I had to finally wake him and asked him to help me with her. We ordered room service and enjoyed a nice bowel of congee. Once he finished eating, he took her in his arms and helped calm her down.

She calmed down so easily with him but as I moved around the room to put some things away and to get something to eat she kept following me with her beautiful eyes. We were able to feed her a few spoonful of congee between spurts of tears and we insisted because she was savouring the food and so we knew she was hungry.

Tim put her in her crib and she just went down so beautifully as he played with her a little bit. She LOVES clapping her hands and waving good-bye. She fell asleep at 11:30pm in her crib. I slept right next to her and could hear her snoring a little. I woke up several times as I turned in bed, grabbed my flashlight and just watched her sleep. She just slept through the night without waking up. We are very blessed that her transition at her age may be manageable.

We have a long morning of more paperwork today but then we have the afternoon off. Tim and I are not planning anything at all other than just staying in the room and ordering room service and enjoying her company.