Wednesday,
June 25, 2008
If I were to recount what we did today, it could be summed
up in about 3 sentences: It rained. We stayed in the
hotel, waiting for our guide to confirm that our Consulate
appointment had gone smoothly and for the rain to stop. We
watched 3 movies, played on the floor and finally left our
nest to get some dinner at the Italian restaurant.
So I'm going to take this opportunity to go into a bit of
detail about the star of this show: Shepherd. This is a
little boy who keeps his mama and baba on their toes. Not
so much physically, but certainly emotionally. He is a
roller coaster of emotions, we are still trying to
decipher what is anxiety, what is sadness and what is just
good ol' fashioned toddler fit-throwing. Shepherd LOVES to
be held. Good thing, yes? We agree, it is a wonderful sign
that he enjoys this close contact. He is very comfortable
gazing deeply into our eyes, loves to be held in the
'cradle hold' when he takes a bottle and has even given me
a few incredibly sweet (and sloppy) kisses. The downside
of this is when one of us, or both of us, have something
we need to do. Like shower. Or get dressed. Shepherd flips
out. Falls over, kicks and screams and doesn't stop until
he thinks his demands will be met. Sometimes I can even be
holding him and he'll throw a temper tantrum if I am not
holding him correctly or if he doesn't get something he is
requesting in the timeframe he has determined. Yes! Fun
stuff!! So we are trying to ride out this temporary
acclimation time, being neither too lenient nor too
strict. We hold him a LOT, everytime we go out, at meals
(he has just recently started sitting well in the high
chair, though), when he naps and much of the time in the
room. But we want him to get some 'floor time', time to
play, explore and use his little body. We have seen great
progress in the last few days, he is actually playing with
his toys and finally enjoying some time on the floor.
Thank You, Lord!
Shepherd is verbalizing more and more. No real words, I
suspect those are quite a ways off, but it's great to hear
him vocalizing. He engages us with imitation games and
pointing at things that interest him. He can wave hello
and goodbye (two different waves), has a great pitching
arm, can feed himself finger foods and still gets 95% of
his liquids from a bottle. His favorite foods are: congee,
bread, crackers, cereal, noodles, cheese, crackers and
bread. Yes, a very limited diet. He really likes to try
other foods, but can't seem to chew them enough to get
them to the back of his mouth where he can swallow. We're
hoping that he'll learn how to chew and swallow without
therapy, until then, I'm going to have to find a good
congee recipe ;)
He is shy with strangers and averts his gaze if one of the
shopkeepers tries to engage him in conversation. He will
smile when we are out, more and more, but his best smiles
are in the room, where he feels most safe. He has the
cutest habit of holding something in both hands (he
prefers food, but toys will do) and if he gets a better
offer, he'll drop the least favorite to pick up the
bigger-better-deal. Tonight at dinner we were eating thin
breadsticks. When he would eat one down a bit, he'd hand
it to me, gesturing for me to give him a new, whole one,
all the while clutching onto the other breadstick in his
opposite hand. He's becoming more amenable to the high
chair (it's been a process), but has flatly refused the
stroller. We have not pushed this, we agree that it's best
to carry him whenever possible while we're out. He prefers
mama for the most part, but baba is the fun one and gets
the biggest smiles and giggles. From an attachment and
emotional health standpoint, Shepherd seems to be doing
wonderfully.
I do imagine our 'little emperor' might have a bit of an
adjustment upon entering our family. He seems quite
comfortable in the role of 'only child', and I doubt he'll
happily give up that title for 'baby' of the family. But
we are confident that, with time, the benefits of a large
family will outweigh the drawbacks. I can't wait to see
Shepherd and his brothers wrestling on the floor or with
his sisters, giggling in the tub. What an adventure
awaits, for ALL of us :) |
First temper tantrum of the day
Temper tantrum number two
Playing catch with baba
Enjoying a post bath bottle
More smiles out of our little emperor |