Our Little Dumpling

It was a hard day for my girls. We visited their orphanage, GSWI, today. While we were in our room preparing our gifts for the orphanage, I had Meg explain to Hannah what we were going to do this afternoon. We were going to take diapers and goodies to the babies nd children and then say good-bye and come back home. Hannah backed away and shook her head no, with a sad little face. We went down to the lobby and Susan explained to Hannah again where we were going and made sure she knew SHE was coming back home with mommy. Hannah was very quiet on the way there and sat in my lap. As soon as she saw the orphanage come into view she sharted crying, shaking her head NO and holding onto me tight, tears falling like rain. Well, I stayed in the van with Hannah, and Susan went in with Meg. We parked our van outside the gates and Hannah started to play. We played in the van for about 45 minutes and she was doing well, then the girls came out and walked to the car with the director. Hannah saw her and stated crying, shaking her head NO and wrapping her arms aroud my arm. The director felt so bad, she just wanted to say good-bye to her. Poor baby, she just didn't understand. At least now I know she likes me and we are definately bonding.
And then the tears started.....from Meg. I KNEW that would be coming. She cried all the way back to the hotel. She loves her nannies and teachers and the director. She has missed them so much and was so torn today. That's a lot to handle at 13. More than most girls her age have experienced. We had tears off and on all evening. I'm hoping tomorrow will be better. She did enjoy her visit, and they all remembered her. One nanny told her she still remembers the day she gave her the jade necklace she wears. Another one told her she would like to come to the hotel with her daughter and visit her. I hope she does.