So I finished writing yesterday’s post during nap time and didn’t post it until this morning because just following her nap, our dear Ada awoke in a screaming fit that lasted for…well…I don’t know how long. In all the screaming and hyperventilating we moved from the bed to a chair to snacks to finally a nearly 2 hour walk around a nearby park. Even after the crying and tears ended, she was having a rough time catching her breath and fully calming down. Thankfully the beautiful Li Hua park had plenty of distractions for the three of us.
The walkways had a sound system playing soothing music throughout the park. God truly led us the right direction as we exited the hotel in search of a way to help our daughter feel at peace in that moment of sadness. Maybe it was sadness? Grief of the loss of what she knew? A fear of the unfamiliar? Frustration that we didn’t know she wanted more lemon wafer cookies? We don’t know. We just walked and prayed through.
She had a rough time going to sleep at night too, but we worked it out and she slept in this morning. Good thing too because today was a busy day! After breakfast we loaded our group onto a bus for the Chen Clan Academy, a family temple now turned into an arts and crafts museum. Some of the art was being demonstrated by local craftsman within the building. Ada was asleep on her Daddy’s chest as he bounced her around from room to room, Mark was happy to pass through the many courtyards filled with bonsai trees.
Next we we did a little shopping for crafts and lunch and went back to the hotel for a brief rest before group photos and an afternoon outing to Shamian Island. Our tour guide told us that if we see a restaurant full of Chinese people then we know it is good food, BUT if we see a restaurant full of Americans, it is not good food. Ha! Probably true. She also thinks we all live on McDonald’s and Coca Cola.
The island’s history is centered around expatriates who lived and traded in the area. It has a very colonial feel with a large central park and many shops geared towards tourists.
Thankfully our sweet tuckered out girl went to bed pretty easily tonight. I lay next to her and try to keep my eyes closed hoping she gets the idea and stops patting my face (or grabbing my hair!). She has already learned, though, that if she starts to call out, “Mamamama” that more than likely I’ll open my eyes or at least show a little smirk. Clever girl!