There are clean dishes that need to be put away, a sink full of dirty dishes, beds to be made and toys all over my living room floor, but the kids are watching Dora so I'm going to take a few minutes to reflect on the past week. It has been an adventure!
We left Honduras last Tuesday after 8 days. When we got to Miami we got held up with immigration for 3 hours so we missed our connecting flight to Dallas. We were not happy about that but we were just glad to be one step closer to being home. We made it to Dallas sometime before lunch and back home after picking up Micah around 4 or 5. Micah was so excited to see us but not so happy about us bringing home Michell. He was really mad and kept screaming at her but on our two hour drive from Longview to Simsboro he kind of got over it. We had them sitting on the sides so they couldn't reach each other but after about 30 minutes of staring back and forth they started reaching for each others hands. It was really sweet. By the end she was playing music and he was clapping and dancing.
The next day it was back to the doctor with Micah because he was basically sick the whole time we were gone. He had another ear infection so we are on our 4th round of antibiotics in 4 months. Thursday night Michell started running fever....ugh. Not sure what is going on with her but we have been stuck in the house for the most part. Martin is fighting a sinus infection too so I have been playing nurse for everyone, taking my vitamin C and hoping that I'm not next. I do not need to be sick!!
I start back to school tomorrow. Not looking forward to it but just have to get through it. I made a B in all three of my classes last quarter so I was pretty happy with that knowing how distracted I was the entire time.
Everyone has been asking how she is adjusting and all I can say is that she has been so good. Even with her being sick she has been great. She has talked to her mom on the phone everyday. She is happy when she talks to her and her mom seems to be doing ok too. I am thankful for that. The only time she has asked to go home was Saturday night around 1:00 a.m. when her fever was around 104. She was so sick. She still wasn't crying for her mom but just asking Martin to take her home. That was hard but we got through it.
She is great around us but gets very worried when she meets new people. Im not sure if she is scared that we are going to leave her with someone else and then we are going to go away but when we have introduced her to anyone she usually sits in my lap with her head buried in my neck and wont look or talk for most of the time. Once she realizes the people are leaving and she is staying with us then she is back to her normal cheerful self. Hopefully that will get better as time goes on.
The big kids are all on spring break next week so we will have a house full.......I cant wait! It will be the first time the kids will get to see her in person. We have done Skype calls with all of them and she talks to them on the phone but I can't wait to see them all together.
The language barrier hasn't been as hard as I thought it would be. She is learning English fast and we do ok. There are times when I have to call Martin and ask "what is she saying?" usually when she keeps repeating something and I cant figure it out. Most of the time I can figure out what she wants and she does the same with me. I have learned more Spanish in the last week than I have in the last 3 years I've known Martin.
Me and Martin still keep looking at each other and saying can you believe this is all real. We have prayed about this for so long. All I can say is that God is Good and he has taken care of us. The day we brought her home was exactly 2 years since my sister died. I believe that she has been up there talking to God about this for me. I'm glad she knew about Michell before she died and she knew we wanted to bring her here to live with us. I think she would have been really proud and I know she would have LOVED her.
