By Tara-
Today was one of the less exciting days in Haiti. And that's okay. Troy spent the majority of the day doing purchase orders, spread sheets and boring accounting type things.
Paige did her school assignments and helped with the little ones. Britt did school and saw her patients. The baby with jaundice has already gained a pound, here she is today with Britter. The grandma was so proud when we told her she was a pound heavier. She is still
pretty fragile and yellow, so please keep her in your prayers.
I slept half the day and acted like a weirdo the rest of the day. Malaria is a very freaky thing. I think it affects people differently, but both Troy and I notice that there seems to be a problem with the connection between your brain and your mouth. I was trying to say "Give them that," it came out "that them ... that them," on the third try it was still not what I wanted it to be. Malaria makes you feel partially retarded, and really tired and kind of emotional. I busted into involuntary tears three times today.
One of the involuntary cries was about the baby. Maybe it was just time to cry. Seeing how easy it is for these tiny little babies to get headed the wrong direction just makes me feel impatient. Please pray with us that we get good news tomorrow and that birth-Mom is feeling ready to move to the next step.
Britt is really hoping we can get her new sister tomorrow or Saturday, so she gets to meet her before she leaves. Don't start feeling all bad for her quite yet --- she is going to her uncle's wedding in Mexico ... as in a VACATION. She leaves on Sunday at 1pm. We're not jealous. Really.
Okay, we are. Really.
Now, it is time to sleep again.
If loving Billy Joel makes us dorks, so be it... we Love him.
Goodnight.
Today was one of the less exciting days in Haiti. And that's okay. Troy spent the majority of the day doing purchase orders, spread sheets and boring accounting type things.
Paige did her school assignments and helped with the little ones. Britt did school and saw her patients. The baby with jaundice has already gained a pound, here she is today with Britter. The grandma was so proud when we told her she was a pound heavier. She is still
pretty fragile and yellow, so please keep her in your prayers.I slept half the day and acted like a weirdo the rest of the day. Malaria is a very freaky thing. I think it affects people differently, but both Troy and I notice that there seems to be a problem with the connection between your brain and your mouth. I was trying to say "Give them that," it came out "that them ... that them," on the third try it was still not what I wanted it to be. Malaria makes you feel partially retarded, and really tired and kind of emotional. I busted into involuntary tears three times today.
One of the involuntary cries was about the baby. Maybe it was just time to cry. Seeing how easy it is for these tiny little babies to get headed the wrong direction just makes me feel impatient. Please pray with us that we get good news tomorrow and that birth-Mom is feeling ready to move to the next step.
Britt is really hoping we can get her new sister tomorrow or Saturday, so she gets to meet her before she leaves. Don't start feeling all bad for her quite yet --- she is going to her uncle's wedding in Mexico ... as in a VACATION. She leaves on Sunday at 1pm. We're not jealous. Really.
Okay, we are. Really.
Now, it is time to sleep again.
If loving Billy Joel makes us dorks, so be it... we Love him.
Goodnight.
