Category: Eleanor

Yesterday morning L was kind of fussy, so I put on some music and bopped her around.
This is when I discovered that she sings along to songs she likes. And she especially seems to like heavy guitars and driving beats. \m/

Anyway, I wish I’d thought to try what you see in video earlier, but by the time I’d thought of it she was already wearing herself out. Still, if you turn up your sound you can hear her — and though you’ll have to take my word for it, I assure you that she really is trying to sing. She only has vocalized like this when music she likes is playing loud enough for her to hear.

Today we head for Guangzhou, our last stop in China, where we’ll rejoin our group, have Eleanor’s medical tests, visit the US embassy for her papers, and do some more sightseeing. I sure hope all the other families are doing as well as we are. Otherwise they’re likely to hate us with a white-hot fury.

On the other hand, L had a hard time last night, so maybe the joke will be on us.

Seriously, why don’t these things come with instruction manuals?

I’ve been monopolizing the blog, so here’s a post from Kim:

Ni hao!

There are not enough words to describe how full of love I am right now.

I am so in love with our baby. She is now reaching out to us both. She is quick to smile, quick to laugh, and falls asleep easily. She loves to eat almost everything, but especially baby mum-mums. Our box is running low and we are going to need to find an alternate soon! She had her first Popsicle today at the zoo and enjoyed it after getting used to the cold. She is just too precious for words, especially when she sings. Her little voice melts my heart.

I am in love with my husband. Joe is an amazing dad. He is so kind and gentle with Eleanor. He sings and rocks her like he’s been doing it forever. I especially love the look on his face when Eleanor reaches out to him…it is magical.

I am in love with the Chinese people. They are kind and have an amazing sense of humor. They are quick to smile and everyone seems to have a joke to tell. People are definitely curious about us, and frequently talk to us to practice their English. It is very clear that the Chinese people love babies. We can’t take Eleanor anywhere without people talking to her and fawning over her.

I love Chinese cities. Both Beijing and Chongqing are huge, and both cities have expanded greatly in the last 10-15 years. It can be hard to find buildings older than this. The people are polite and, aside from bars on all the windows, there doesn’t seem to be much evidence of crime. The cities are not as clean as someplace like Chicago, but there are constantly sanitation workers out picking up garbage and such. The ground is filthy due to people spitting…a lot…even inside. Plus many of the little kids wear split-crotch pants and can be seen peeing and pooping right out in public. There is no “5 second” rule in China. If it hits the ground, don’t eat it. The stores are fascinating and the skyline massive. These are cities that go on forever. This is an energetic and active place.

I love our guides both in Beijing and Chongqing. I feel safe and comfortable with them. We have seen some amazing sites since we have been here, thanks to the people guiding us around. Today at the zoo, our guide Michael even carried our hot little bundle of joy since Joe and I were clearly melting from the heat. These gentlemen have navigated the Chinese adoption system for us so that we can focus on Eleanor. I will forever be grateful.

I love Chinese super markets. They sell everything. The packaging is awesome. They are huge. They are crowded and noisy. Unfortunately, they don’t have baby mum-mums. I also wish I had the opportunity to try out the produce. We’re not supposed to eat the produce unless it’s cooked and we have no way to cook it.

I love Chinese shirts with English sayings. My favorite so far as been “Puma racer! Run fast!” with a picture of a bike on it. They’re awesome.

I love bandanas. They are good for catching excess juice and formula. They wash easily and dry quickly.

The list could go on forever, but you get my point. Life. Is. Good.

The list of things I don’t love is pretty short: wicked heat, baby constipation, being sick during the most awesome trip ever, and the lack of Facebook.

Another thing I love is the sound of my baby waking up…which is what she’s doing right now! I’m off to be a mommy.

I just remembered that our guide took video of the adoption ceremony yesterday with my camera. It seems to be too big to upload here directly, but you can see it here.

I also took a couple short videos of the immediate area. This one is the front of the hotel at night, lest you doubt me when I say Chongqing is like Vegas. That building with the waterfall effect? That’s a bank. The Chinese Agricultural Bank, in fact.

Finally, here’s one for the Ventrescas and anyone else who is aghast at the idea that they don’t have car seats here: Chongqing traffic. This is not a particularly strong example, but pay special notice to the merging procedure. Is there room in the next lane for the front of your car? Then put it there, brother!

Today we took a brief tour through some of Chongqing’s old areas. Now we’re off for a little walk with the girl and then some dinner. She’s getting more comfortable every moment, and we finally figured out why she was having trouble with the bottle: apparently at the orphanage they serve their bottles much hotter than you’d think. This is no problem since hotel rooms in China all come with electric kettles. It’s a relief to finally have her eating the way they told us she did. To be clear, we weren’t concerned about her eating enough food; she is whatever the opposite of a picky eater is. But she just wasn’t interested in the bottle, which they told us she was. So it was a small concern, now alleviated.

Okay then, we’re off. More soon.

Love to you all,
-joe and Kim

It’s been a challenge finding time to post updates since yesterday. Turns out parenting is sort of a time-consuming activity. And once again I’m barely staying awake in spite of the fact that it’s only 8:30 at night. I blame it on the girl, who is very energetic. Also on the massive cold I seem to be getting.

Anyway, here’s as much update as I can muster. Yesterday afternoon we headed across town to the adoption agency, where we would meet the caretakers from the orphanage. And oh, also, our daughter.

The way our guide explained it, I was under the impression that we’d start in the waiting area, move into an office, and then they would bring Eleanor to us. However, as we were sitting, I noticed a woman walk in with a small girl. A very cute, small girl. Our cute, small girl!

The next few moments are kind of a haze. But I do remember this: Eleanor did so very not want to leave her caretaker. As soon as we picked her up she pretty much lost her s…tuff. Of course, that kind of sucked…but it was also a very good sign. It tells us that a.) she’s able to attach to adults, which not all orphans do; and b.) they’re taking good enough care of her that she really preferred the company of her nanny.

So for the next half hour or so, while we processed some paperwork, she would basically freak every time she saw or heard her nanny. However, once we left, she started to quiet down. And then Kim had the very mom-psychic idea to shove a Cheerio in her face. From then she was ours.

She zoned out on the ride back to the hotel, then was clearly overwhelmed (though not crying much) when we got here. For a couple hours she wouldn’t let us do anything but feed her. I mean, we could pick her up and hold her, but she was just clearly not at all interested and would start fussing immediately, and pushing away. And man, she is both strong and limber. She pushes away hard.

But then, like a light switch, all of a sudden she was digging our company. She was actually reaching up to be held, and clinging tightly when she was. She almost fell asleep doing this:

And then she crashed at her normal bedtime (8-8:30). In the morning she woke early (5:00ish) and fussed, but completely accepted our comfort. And pretty much all day today she’s just gotten more and more comfortable with us. We even went out into the mall next door to pick up some things. She was a champ.

(This is probably getting incredibly boring for those of you who aren’t parents. But hey, this is my blog. I can be That Guy here if I wanna. Deal.)

This afternoon we also went back to the adoption center to sign the last papers. They had a little ceremony for us transferring guardianship of Eleanor. It was kind of cute. They gave us a gift of beautiful chopsticks, which we’ll probably hold to give to L for a significant birthday or event. And they took an official family photo for the file. I think we’ll get a copy.

Afterward is when we went to the mall. I feel like I’m forgetting something. Oh, we took her to breakfast this morning, which she dug a lot. And dinner tonight, which she did not. I think she slept shorter last night than she’s used to, so she was crashing out on us at dinner. We kept it relatively low-key for the other diners but left a disaster for the cleaning staff. Sorry, folks. (What I did learn at dinner: my daughter seriously digs tiramisu.)

But wow, is everyone here so friendly. This morning, they just comped our breakfast because the staff was so enamored of Eleanor. At dinner, one of the hostesses held her for a bit and just fawned over her. And this was after we’d already destroyed our table.

It’s not just the baby, though that certainly helps. Everywhere we’re going, people want to try out their English on us. I keep trying to explain to people that a.) their English is great, and b.) we really should be speaking their language. But that’s a hard concept to communicate simply. I wish we’d taken some basic classes before coming. My handful of phrases don’t help much with the (few) folks who speak no English whatsoever.

For lunch today I pantomimed a chicken.

That’s as good a note to end on as any, I guess. But I’ll leave you with what you’ve probably been coming here for anyway: more pictures!

More when brain resumes functioning.