Our 40lb Baby

Last night was an adventure. I got four hours sleep max and Stacy got about half that. Elkin woke up several times during the night very, very upset. He just kept screaming for "mamá" and Stacy would just keep repeating "Yo soy tu mamá! Yo soy tu mamá!" (ENG: "I am your mommy") He wasn't very happy with that. :( I'm sure he wants to go back to everything familiar to him (hey, we understand that completely).

As the night went on, he regressed quite a bit. All he wanted was for me to hold and rock him while he drank his bottle. Not the big-boy Elkin we saw yesterday or this morning after the sun came up. This happens a lot and is actually a good thing. He's being a baby all over again for us - part of his attachment. Even when he was screaming for mamá, he let me hold and rock him. He seems to be taking a bit more to me than Stacy - very, very normal we're told. The only problem is that he's 40lbs! My back is a bit sore this morning :)

Elkin is SO HAPPY otherwise. All he does is run around and laugh. It's hillarious! He'll come up to me and put his finger up to his mouth and go "shhhh" and then sneak up behind Stacy and touch her or shut the light off when she's in the bathroom. Such a prankster!

He also says vamos a lot - litterally "come on". He puts all his things in his back pack and heads for the door. I think sometimes he just wants to go ride in a carro but other times we think he's wanting to back to his mamá that he remembers. It's tough for the poor little guy but we're sure he'll get more comfortable soon.

Breakfast was better today, even though we had Elkin. We had some problems ordering yesterday because the hotel restaurant staff knows less English than we do Español. This morning was buffet style so that was easier and they already knew how we liked our café. The first-time things are really difficult because of the language. Yesterday we went to a burger place, ordered a soda at stand in the park, and had to pick up eye drops for Elkin. Difficult things to do when no one knows English. Pointing and our excellent Spanglish get us by, it's just a little intimidating.

Last night he took his prostesis out by himself which we were told he would do. They told us he needed help putting it in though. His eye lashes in that eye were all gunked up from crying all night and the natural stuff that comes out all day so we cleaned him up and popped it in. Easy as pie. It's way too small for him now so the first thing we'll be doing when we get home is getting a new, larger prostesis for him.

He wore his first clothes we brought for him this morning - he's a 2T. We convinced ourselves before we left that he was big for his age so most of what we brought is 3T but he was swimming in the 3T shorts we tried on today. We might get by with what we have but we can always go to the store and pick some stuff up.

We're off to see the lawyer this afteroon to get some paperwork rolling. That usually happens at the same time as the meeting yesterday but she couldn't make it for some reason.

We'll try to get some more pictures up today if we can. Everytime we try snap one of those super big smiles he puts on a fake one - he's obviously had his picture taken a lot and knows the drill.