truth be told.

Let's be honest, friends, not everything is sunshine and happiness on the 20th floor above Bangkok.  I don't want you to get the wrong idea about how things are going.  Yes, our sweet one is a bundle of blessings, but she is going through a tough transition.  All she has known is her little orphanage a few miles away.  She was plunged into the rest of the world where there are lots of males, lots of vehicles, lots of smells and sights and sounds she has never experienced.  It must be frightening at times.


The first night she cried for a really long time at bedtime even as we rocked her, sang to her, hummed to her, and rubbed her head.  All the while we said silent prayers over her, that the Lord would help her trust in us to grow and allow her little body to rest.  All she has ever known is a room full of matching, metal cribs in Cottage 5 at her orphanage.  I'm positive a lot of talking and playing went on at bedtime!  The nannies did not tell us much about her even after we asked, but one thing they did tell us what she was usually the last one to go to sleep at night.  


During the daytime, she has trouble with things feeling out of control at times.  If I leave the room for too long she gets upset and is almost inconsolable by K, probably because she isn't used to men.  If we have to take something away from her hands, she can quickly go from our smiley girl to sobs.  Even today, she was being silly with me but then hit me, so K told her with a calm and soothing tone, "gentle."  That tipped her over the edge in an instant.

All thanks to our Lord, although today was a little rough, each night here it seems better.  Tonight she only had a couple whimpers.  We would love to have more of you praying with us.  It hasn't even been a week and we are so ready to be back home.  I truly think Sweet P will benefit greatly from being with her big sister and brother, and I need some hugs and kisses from them!  

Goodnight from Thailand!  angela