Well, today was grueling....after our official ceremony, we got into the van for our 7 hour car ride back to Saigon. Poor baby has never been in car........EVER, and now he gets to drink a bottle in moving vehicle. Second rule of parenting....no food/drink on first car ride, or food/drink end up on you. I was so proud/honoured to spend my day in his vommit. I've waited six years for that moment, and would do it again, and again, and again.......very proud mama to say the least. This child is totally amazing. Within 24 hours, he's lost all he's ever known, adopted two weird looking parents, done the gruelling car trip, taken bath in tub(probably the worst screaming ever) fallen on head...the list goes on, and by the end of tonight, he has smiled three times, laughed three times, and decided very calmly to play in the tub, then cling to all bath toys and bring them to bed, feed himself, play with da-da, and gently fall asleep. It's like the last 24 hours never happened. You people really meant it when you said kids are resiliant. We never thought any human being could come back from what he's just been through..
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