So today is a better day already. I have a wicked headache and so the pain is taking my mind off our little ones in Haiti. Isn't that a special way of easing the pain? Like the the old trick of hitting your foot with a hammer to take your mind off your bleeding skull. I think I felt a little bit better after getting the IBESR numbers. We have been in IBESR for about 12 weeks now, but I never want to bug for those kinds of things. Everyone is busy over there and I just want them to be able to work and not have to worry about how I am feeling.
Yesterday was another difficult wait day. Clover and I assembled a package for Lovely, Herlande and Bernard and as usual it always makes me a little more wait sick. Tears well up, slightly nauseated plus I am constantly distracted, zero ability to focus, mundane simple tasks take twice as long to complete. Very much like being in the early stages of pregnancy with morning sickness (except not actually puking) or like being dumped in High School by the love of your life. Same feelings.
Clover and I found these amazingly tacky yet full on girlie pens to send down for the girls. My oldest had a glint of something in her eye when she handled this sparked butterfly perched on top of the pen in the store. She is also the one who took this photo of it. I think it looks like a ridiculous butterfly with a solid boob job but she was "quite sure" that Lovely and Herlande would like one each.
Bernard will be receiving a ultra-cool hat, a spinner thing that flies up in the air and a shirt and shorts. I attached photos (glued to index cards) and hole punched them, then strung them onto key chains. I am sure I could have just put them in a photo album but I wanted to do something different. I wanted to get them laminated but the place I went to (which has the worst service in the entire world) told me it would take too long to warm up their laminate machine and it wouldn't be worth it for the small amount I wanted to get done (o.k. then).
That swirl of groovy colored fabric in the photo below is Lovely's ultra bright tank top I bought a while back. It is much brighter in person. As soon as I saw the shirt I imagined it as being something she would love. Plus the headband, made by a fellow adopting Mom just suits it perfectly. I hope I am able to see a picture of her in her new outfit. Oh yes, and if you look close on the picture you can see that we are thinking about a middle name for Lovely and our number one choice is Mia. I really want to ask her what she thinks about it. We are keeping her last name as well which will become her second middle name (it is such a beautiful name, her last name, I would kill to change my name to become an Aubourg as well...then I would pen romance novels that would sell by that name alone).
Finally for Herlande there is a dress that matches Rose's favorite dress. I put some photos of Rose in her dress pocket (the ones a few posts back holding up the dress, in the same dress) and I hope it makes her feel special and connected to little Rose somehow. Then I wrote a terrible message in her notepad. Get this "Listen in school, be good to your sister, brother and nannies & I will be coming soon to take you home". I read it afterwards and thought that sounded a little like conditional love and felt bad. Be good and I will come and get you quicker, then of course the wait is super long and so .....well, lets just hope no-one puts in in Creyole to her. That is what I am talking about when it comes to the absent minded crap. I always say "be good, and have fun" to my kids here as a way of lovingly saying good-bye to them. They of course disregard the "be good" message and live more by the second.
