Friday, February 27, 2009

Our last days in Chongquing

Our trip to Wal-Mart was disappointing.  I could not get contact fluid or Origel.  We enjoyed our trip to Flying Tigers Museum yesterday where we watched an artist paint and did some shopping. We like bus trips because it is cooler than our room and Megan takes a morning nap only on a bus.  It has been gray and rainy today and yesterday.  I actually put Megan's winter jacket on but she did not like it because it was so stiff.  We should have brought the coat Jasmine gave her but everybody said it was too nice to take.  She will wear it when we get home.  

We went to the pool again yesterday and Megan fell asleep in my arms while in the pool. Clearly part of the right family as me, Donald, and Ed always enjoyed the pool.  Last night we ate in again and Arlie and I took turns getting massages because we were both so sore from lifting and wrestling with her.  I had the "signature" massage which meant that one woman massaged the back and up and another did the legs and feet.  I was in screaming pain at some points. For such small women, they have really strong hands.  I felt better today so I guess it worked.  

Megan went into the stroller for the first time today.  Unless it kept moving, Megan was not interested.  She is really bored easily.  We went to the Panda zoo where we saw some pandas, the top of a hippopotamus, and some tigers.  Megan had the same attitude I had as a kid (Ok we saw them now let's go).  We came back but I have some meetings to attend and need to be around until 5 pm so we have delayed going to the pool.  I will be getting Megan's passport, etc. The clothes we sent out (hoping and praying that they followed the directions to wash in cold or I will continue to wear the same clothes until we get back to Guanzhou) will be back at 5 pm. I don't know how or when we are going to pack because Megan won't stay in her crib before 9 pm and only if nearly every light is off.  Megan lets us file her nails but not cut them.  We can't cut them when she is sleeping because we can't see what we are doing in the dark.  I haven't figured out how we are going to pack in the dark. Since the corridor is cooler and there is light, we are thinking of dragging everything out into the corridor and packing after she's asleep. Arlie is walking her out in the corridor now (probably visiting some of our pals) so that I can blog now.  

Megan likes meat (like any good granddaughter of a butcher, retired or otherwise).  Today she had a half-pancake with syrup, a half bowl of oatmeal, two bites of bread pudding, and two bites of banana.  We watered down her milk and she is pooping again properly.  We are going to be having a water and formula give away as part of our packing.  We are trading the puffs Grace bought and which Megan has rejected for Donna and Mike's cheerios.  We traded diapers for orajel and received teething beads for a swimmy diaper.  We gave away the Bactroban for Nicola and Scott's daughter.  We got some prune mixture (we brought them here to Chongquing but can't find them among other things we can't find) from Sou and John.  The families have all been great.  Effie and Jamie's daughter, Ruby, needed an intravenous line for fluids and an antibiotic.  They have had the roughest time but both speak Chinese and were able to communicate with the doctors.   Megan seems happy and well-adjusted and I am very thankful.  Today she pulled the place mat out from under at another table before we could stop her.  Everything tumbled to the floor, a baby woke up, and she looked like she was still ready for another adventure. Because she does not usually cry during meals in the dining room, she was the only baby allowed to sit with the conference guests.  She flirted with men and women alike.    

Notes to mom and Grace:  Megan only likes the curved bottle like Grace predicted so we need to get more of those.  We also need homeopathic teething beads and orajel.  She can't stand teether toys.  Arlie is now weighing Megan on the scale.  We are clearly running out of ways to entertain her.  Hope Grandma, Pop, Uncles Don and Ed, Aunt Robyn, and Grace are ready to take over because if we survive 20 plus hours on the return flight home entertaining her without any sleep, we will surely be ready for sleep as soon as we step in the door.  

Next time:  The flight to Guazhou with Megan.  Forget about the babies' teeth--the parents will need the whiskey!

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