Sunday. We all slept in. A night with AC allowed us better sleep. Christina woke up happy and full of energy. She excitedly looked over the clothes I brought and decided she needed to wear a yellow top and blue skirt. She was very happy to pick out her own clothes. We let Sam sleep and went to breakfast, which was pancakes, juice and coffee. Christina ate her usual container of yogurt as well.
After breakfast we played on the back patio. Christina picked flowers and put them in our hair. Then she wanted flowers in her hair. It was a sweet, sweet time with her. She took pictures of us, we took pictures together. We got a taste of who she really is -- a delightful, playful little girl.
|Putting flowers in our hair.|
The kitten returned and this time Christina was willing to watch Weston pet it. She would slowly approach the kitten, but if the kitten moved towards her she ran away, squealing.
Sam finally woke up, so he ate breakfast and we all got ready for the day. I had a chance to ask him how he felt about Haiti, the orphanage and our trip so far, now that he had some rest. He said he loved all the kids. But of all the kids there, he knew that Christina was meant to be ours. And he missed his brother and sister and was ready to return home.
We didn’t have any plans for the day and we weren’t sure where Sonia was. We played with toys, I pushed Christina in a stroller we found, and we basically just had a relaxing, quiet day. Weston napped a bit and I played matching games and building blocks with Christina.
In the afternoon we went outside to the back patio again. Sonia arrived home, she had been working all day to secure a missing signature on our IBESR paperwork. Although we have officially been approved by IBESR, one signature had been missed accidentally. And we needed the signature in order to file our paperwork at the Embassy the next morning. Sonia doesn’t like to drive (I don’t blame her, I wouldn’t want to drive there either!), but because it was Sunday her driver was off and she had to get behind the wheel and brave the traffic herself. After driving to the person’s house and waiting for hours, she was successful and our paperwork was signed. I was so impressed with how hard she was working on our behalf.
|Playing on the patio|
Over ice cold Sprite and pear juice we looked over the paperwork, making sure it was filled out properly. We asked Sonia the question I am sure she dreads: when does she think we will be able to finally bring Christina home?
We were told the next step in the process requires a signature from a judge who happens to be on vacation for a month. Rats. But we were finally given a loose timeline. Before when we asked, we were told “who knows”, but this time we were told anywhere from October to January. (I am afraid that October is probably out of the question, we haven’t moved at all since we entered Parquet Court, but I think Christmas is actually quite possible, which makes me smile!)
We talked a bit about all of the new kiddos in the orphanage. Sonia says IBESR has been sending her new children, many of them older and not adoptable. A few weeks ago she was told to take in three teenagers that IBESR found living on the streets. Sonia doesn’t have the facility to take care of older children. She has to keep them separate from the little ones. And she doesn’t run a jail. She can’t force the older children to stay in the orphanage, and the older children have no desire to be there. They keep leaving the grounds, causing the nannies to have to search for them.
Her hands are tied. If she says no to IBESR she will no longer be in their good graces. She has no choice but to take in the children and then try to find a facility better suited for them.
I can’t imagine how difficult it is for Sonia and all the other orphanage directors in Haiti who are trying to do the right thing, play by the rules and still have the children’s best interest at heart. Must be very frustrating.
We had a final dinner of traditional chicken and peas on rice. Very yummy. After dinner Christina played a few more minutes and then looked at me and said “mwen fatigue” (I’m tired). So I took her back to the room, gave her a quick bath, put on her pjs and she motioned she wanted me to pick her up. Snuggled into my shoulder when I picked her up and was fast asleep within minutes. I carefully sat down on the bed and just snuggled her. This is the first time she requested snuggles from me. She has always been agreeable to snuggles given to her, but never initiated them.
While I snuggled her Weston took a shower. We had to leave for the Embassy at 6:00am the next morning, packed and ready to go to the airport.
Sam got ready to take his shower to discover that the water had been turned off. So no flushing, no showers. Hopefully it will be back on in the morning so we can be clean for our travel day tomorrow.
More pictures of our day:
More pictures of our day: