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|His first machina ride as a "free man"!|
|changing clothes to leave the orphanage...last moments with his nanny who had true love for him...|
|this is a dark photo...but a moment full of light....leaving the gates of his orphanage as a Kulp|
|probably the most significant moment of the day....our first ice cream cone together!!!|
|the trains were good if Shea could watch while embracing mommy...they were a bit too loud on this first day|
|who is enjoying this first meal more? mamma or shea?|
|the train is too loud mamma...there is so much world I want to see...but can we turn down the volume?|
This day was a wonderful whirlwind. His special nanny helped me prepare him to leave, with tears coursing down her face most of the time. She loved my boy, and was at the same time happy to see him find a mamma and pappa, but sad to have to say goodbye to him. We took time to walk Shea around to each of his grouppa mates to say goodbye and give hugs and kisses. His nanny walked us down to the taxi and she hummed "America The Beautiful" and was explaining things to Shea again.
The pictures above show the happenings of the day. One of the most fun moments was the pre bed bath time! He loved it so much, and probably would have stayed in the tub all night if I had let him. Brushing his teeth was at first a scary ordeal filled with crying...until I stopped and brushed my teeth infront of him...making silly faces....and he caught on with no problem. It seems to be one of his favorite activities now. We are already making headway with some of the brown stains on his teeth. Sitting on the potty ring on the toilet was not his favorite activity...actually probably his only "bad" experience of the day....but mamma is hitting the ground running with this one! We have had 3 sucessful "foos" in the toilet so far.
Time for bed and packing came....I laid down in bed with him and his starvation for human touch was soooo evident. He nuzzled, and hugged and squeezed and sniffed for many many minutes...finally I thought he was asleep and then it was time for me to try to sneak out of the room to finish packing. Before I was 2 steps out of the room the most mournful wail started... I don't blame him...so many new and overwhelming things to take in, and now in a room by himself ??? What was mamma thinking? So I climbed back into bed with him and he was instantly calmed....
His first day went very very well, he managed so many new sights, sounds and experiences with awe in his eyes and no major meltdowns. He showed all spectrums of emotion. We can't wait to be with daddy to finally be a complete family... I've sighed a big sigh of relief on gotcha day...but will fully feel the relief when we are home in daddy's arms with brat and sistrah!