Monday, November 7, 2011

Guangzhou Day #1













Today we are at the China Hotel in Guangzhou, which is a Marriott hotel. We checked in late last night after our one hour flight from Nanchang. We somehow managed to get a huge suite that is absolutely beautiful. Did I mention it is gigantic? I don't know how we got so lucky because all the other families got standard rooms which are at least one third the size of ours. Score! Our bathroom is even enormous. What a nice bonus after what we've been through with this trip.



This morning we went to Shamian Island to our medical examination that all adopted children must go through before we go to our consulate appointment and get our baby's Visa. The medical facility was crammed full of families with their newly adopted children. We've run in to families from Spain, Switzerland, France, and all over the U.S. who are with various adoption agencies. Lots of special needs children are being adopted as well. There is a very large group of adopting parents from Spain here that were in Nanchang with us also. We'd run into them when we were either touring temples or going to our government appointments. Seriously though, it is insane how many adoping families were there today getting their medical exams. What a madhouse it was, in a good way though, because all those needy children now have loving families.


Here in Guangzhou, it is hot and humid! I am reminded of all the years spent in that yucky climate while we've lived in Dallas. No thank you. I've had enough of that. It is nice to see the sun though. We've missed it since we were in Hong Kong. Shamian Island is just as I've pictured it all these years. It is very colonial looking due to the British influence. It's also very green and pretty with tall trees, great architecture, and manicured gardens. Tons of brides are posing for wedding pictures all over the place because it so picturesque. We saw the White Swan hotel where thousands of adoptive parents have stayed during the years. It is still open but we could tell they are remodeling. I'm glad we aren't able to stay there during their remodel. There's no way we would've had such a nice suite there like the one we have at the Marriott.


At the medical exam, the doctor was training a young student and he asked us if we knew she had scabies. He was showing his student what scabies looks like. They were examining in between her toes and her fingers. I don't even know if I mentioned that she has scabies. This is in addition to her malnourishment and underdeveloped body. We had to go see a dermatologist in Nanchang who finally did diagnose her with scabies, even though we already figured that is what she had all over her little body. The second night we had her, she was itching so badly and was so miserable, we got on the internet to look up pictures and info about it. Then we quickly got out our Permethrin cream that was prescribed to us for this adoption trip in case she had scabies, and covered her head to foot in the cream. We also had to cleanse anything that may have come into contact with her including the clothes and toys brought to us from her foster mother and orphanage. Her skin is in such bad condition that it will probably take months to clear up and some scars will linger much longer. A couple scars in her diaper area are so deep and old I can't imagine them ever really going away. I can't imagine what situation she was in where her caregiver neglected her that much to let her get scars like those. It makes me so sad to even think about it.












Saturday, November 5, 2011

Last Day in Nanchang-Oct 29th















Our last day touring Nanchang in Jiangxi Province (where our daughter was born)
was Thursday Oct. 28th. Our adoption group walked around Elephant Lake and the temple in the middle of it. It was a humid lazy day and we were all walking extra slowly since the sun was out and very warm. The ceramic tiled roof on these temple buildings were red. I am in love with the detailed ceramic tiled roofs. We've seen green, blue, and yellow tiled roofs on the temples and palaces in Beijing, and now red on the temple in Nanchang.

I walk with LiLi in my hotsling, but it does hurt my back and I wish I had bought a stroller at the WalMart in Nanchang. -Although something tells me she would not appreciate being relegated to the stroller. She is definitely not down with us attempting to put her in a high chair to eat, so she sits on our laps for now.

On Friday, Oct 29th, we pack and fly to Guangzhou, Guangdong Province, which is an hour plane ride south towards Hong Kong. It's even hotter and more humid there. That's where we will finish up our adoption appointments and paperwork in the next week.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Our Daughter









Since today we are not doing any touring, just staying at the hotel, tying up loose ends with paperwork, and then flying to Guangzhou tonight, I'll write about our Adoption Day and the first days with our daughter.


On Sunday, Oct. 30th, when all of us adopting parents finally got to the hotel after our delayed flight from Beijing, we only had time to run our suitcases up to our rooms after we checked into the front desk to get our room keys. As soon as we entered the Jin Feng hotel, we could hear our babies making noises in the 2nd floor conference room where they had arrived and were waiting for us! It was just after 3:00, and we were scheduled to meet them at 3:30. We were informed that they had just been taken from their foster mothers that morning, and driven with orphanage officials the 2-3 hours from Fengcheng (and one of the babies is from Fuzhou). Our daughter has been with her foster mother since she was 9 days old.


We ran up to the room, got our cameras ready, and headed stright to our daughters. Jeff and I were one of the first into the room and immediately saw our daughter being held by the assistant director, just feet away from us. Our guide, Veronica, verified that it was our daughter. She translates everything for us. All the babies are wearing special hand sewn yellow and gold puffy Chinese outfits that look very hot, but very pretty also. I can see that the other babies are pretty active and alert, sitting or standing with assistance from the nannies. Some are fussing, some are babbling, all look active and alert and busy. Except our little Xiang Li. She does not move. She is clinging to the assistant directors chest, and has melted into his arms. He is a younger man, maybe late 20's-early 30's, and actually resembles our daughter just a tad bit. I can tell he seems to be protecting her and she needs him to do this. She is withdrawn and is merely observing in a daze. I am worried immediately, and voice this to Jeff, who has already set up our video camera on the tripod to record the entire moment.


We were able to get lots of video and pictures (although mine are blurry since the lighting was so dim and I couldn't figure out how to fix it while I was crying my eyes out looking at my daughter) while we were standing there waiting until the moment came when the officials began checking our passports before handing our babies to us one by one. I believe we were the first to be handed our baby, and she came right to me and melted into my arms just like she was melted into the asst. director's arms. She was in a daze the whole time and just entirely quiet and detached from the situation. I was just holding her to my chest and saying her Chinese name and 'I love you' in Mandarin. Some babies were very vocal about being handed over, some seemed nonchalant, and some were happy. Our little LiLi was silent and stoic. After everyone was handed their baby, we headed up to the room to get to know each other.


When we got her undressed in her room we found many layers of clothes on her sweaty body. First, a bright yellow and gold hand made Chinese style snowsuit, then a cream colored winter long sleeve knit sweater, then some split pant pajamas, and then her diaper. We immediately saw her emaciated body covered in scars, old and new, as well as a very bad skin condition which was irritating her from head to her little toes. She was pock marked up and down, and her skin had red welts all over, big and small, especially all over her feet and hands and in between her fingers and toes. She had to have been miserable, and we soon came to realize she was when the itching began as soon as the clothes came off.



We called our guide so that we could make a trip to the hospital that night because the next morning we were to sign papers accepting our daughter and hand over $7,000 to the officials for the orphanage donation and other expenses. The other reason we were going to the hospital was in an attempt to have a doctor identify the problem with her legs and feet. As soon as we saw her little malnourished body when her clothes came off, we were shocked at the condition she was in. Her legs and arms had no muscle tone and were limp. When you hold her to try and get her to walk with assistance, her feet point in at a sharp angle towards each other. We did not know if there was a deformity and she would need surgical procedures. We signed up for a non special needs adoption. Of course I've done my homework and have educated myself over these 9 years that I've been waiting to adopt from China, so I always knew we had a chance of receiving a child with special needs even though that was not the program we waited in line for or actually signed up for. We immediately contacted our on-call international adoption pediatrician specialist back in the states and Skyped with him to discuss the pictures we sent him of her body and condition. Thank goodness for him, or else we'd still be in the dark as far as her condition.



Even though her adoption paperwork updates all said she was crawling very well, she hardly moves her lower body, and certainly does not crawl at all. We have gotten her to lay on her belly and push a little to inch her way forward just a few inches. She turned 14 months old the other day, yet she is the least developed of our group of babies, who range from 9-12 months old. I think all the babies in our group were with foster mothers. We just happened to get a foster mother who did not do her job, and merely kept our daughter alive until we could come to adopt her. I am thankful she at least did that, because she certainly doesn't seem to have done much else for her.

She is sweet and beautiful little dumpling who has thrived on our attention and nourishment from moment one. When she reaches up her feeble little arms slowly to ask for you to hold her, it will literally melt your heart. She will smile slowy but more and more all the time, and has even laughed now. She has taken to both of us equally and smiles for both of us. She is not quick to respond to strangers, in fact the only other person who she has responded warmly to is our Chinese guide and the 6 year old Chinese big sister of another family who adopted a baby in our group. She holds her arms out for us all the time and when she lays between us to nap, she'll reach out one arm for me and one arm for Jeff just to feel us near her and make sure we are close to her. Sometimes, she doesn't even want to be a few feet away, she wants her body pressed up against our chest for comfort. It is just too precious.


She had a picture album we sent to her from Ann at Red Thread China, in addition to some toys and clothes and cameras for her foster mother to take pictures of her while we waited all summer to travel to China. We received all the items we had purchased for her, most of them seemed to still be unused and in the original packaging, except for a musical piano and her photo album which Ann had labeled with our family photographs. I swear that when I said the words Ge Ge (older brother), she knew to point to and react wildly to Sabian's photograph. We were astounded that she reacted like this over and over when we called him in Mandarin her older brother. Maybe her foster mother did show her that album for those months while we were waiting, because she certainly acts like she knows he is her brother and she recognizes other Mandarin words as well. The album was dirty and smelled musty like it had been used and played with. After her Scabies diagnosis by the dermatologist in Nanchang, we made sure to cleanse anything that came from the orphanage/foster family because Scabies is a contagious skin condition.


When we talked to our on call pediatrician back in the states, he said she clearly is malnourished and looks like she has been sat in a chair/rudimentary walker and neglected. She has the typical big belly and underdeveloped limbs of a malnourished child. Her lack of nourishment and sedentary care has contributed to her feet pointing inwards with no muscle tone or lower body movement progression. His diagnosis was to get her nourished and evaluated back in the states and he believes that although she may be a project (his word) for quite some time, with proper nutrition, her underdeveloped limbs will corect themselves and she will catch up physically. I just don't know how long we are talking about and if physical therapy will be involved, or to what extent. We'll find all that out when we get home to see some doctors.


When our adoption group met with the Social Welfare Institute director and assistant director, they answered lots of our questions about our daughters and their foster family situations.
I had told Jeff that her foster mother had to have been elderly, and sure enough, that information was given to us that she was older than 60 years. She is a peasant and her husband is a retired construction worker. They are poor and our guide Veronica said their living conditions were probably very low quality. There was a red note left with our daughter when she was left to be found at 9 days old at the gate of the children's amusement park at the entrance to the Fengcheng Social Welfare Institute. We took video and photos of it but were not allowed to keep the note because the orphanage had to keep it (for her file?). It basically stated her date of birth and something about the Chinese zodiac calendar. We did get a name of the person who actually found our daughter laying on the ground at her finding location and brought her into the orphanage (Social Welfare Institute) when she was 9 days old.


We also found out that there are supposedly 80 babies at Fengcheng who are abandoned, and that Fengcheng SWI mainly cares for special needs and abandoned adults who cannot care for themselves and have no family members to care for them. That made me sad to hear. In Hong Kong, we saw a group of adult special needs men and women boarding a bus and it made me think of them when I found that out. When asked by another adoptive mom in our group which babies were chosen for international adoption and which babies were chosen to be adopted by Chinese locals, they did not answer the question and tried to give another answer which did not answer the quesion at all. We were told that about half the babies in Fengcheng SWI orphanage will be adopted internationally and the other half to local Chinese


We really feel like the answers we were given, were to appease us, and were not necessarily the truth on all accounts. There are lots of inconsistencies. For example, our adoption agency told me that the reason our foster mother could not take photographs of our daughter while we waited to travel all summer long was that she lived very far from the orphanage out in the countryside, and could not get to the orphanage to either take the camera or the baby to the orphanage. On the other hand, the orphanage officials told us directly that all the foster mothers lived very close to the orphanage and that the assistant director visited all the foster mothers every month to check up on the babies. So either both the adoption agency is making up stories or the orphanage officials are telling lies or most likely, there is a little covering up/exaggerations on both ends.


After the question & answer meeting with our entire adoption group had ended, the orphahage officials came over to Jeff and I and we had our own discussion where our guide Veronica translated for us. They offered an apology to us for the sad physical condition that our daughter was presented to us in. They claimed that they did not notice her scars or skin rash/condition/scabies (they called it excema-ha!) last month when they visited the foster mother. They also claimed that our daughter just doesn't absorb nutrients properly and that's the reason for her lack of development. Wow! That's a first. Maybe if she was actually given nutrients, she would have absorbed them. They also believe that massaging her legs/feet would heal her problems and that she had been massaged previously in an attempt to help her legs develop. They said when she was four months old they did not notice any problems with her feet turning inwards, so it must have developed later. I'm thinking, good heavens, how long has this poor child been neglected?!? For an entire year? They also were clear that they have already verbally chastized this foster mother for her poor care and that she let our daughter get to this condition. The disturbing thing is that we found out from the asst. director that she also is in the care of a two month old abandoned baby girl who may be adopted later by another couple just like us who is expecting her foster mother to care for her. This foster mother needs to be fired, not given another baby to care for. Take her off the list, man. For real.



We seem to be the only family in our group of 8 adopting families who are in this situation. All the other babies seem to have had foster mothers who took proper care of their daughters and even got very attached to some of them. One of the babies was given a jade necklace on a red string which the foster mother asked specifically not to be taken off the baby as it considered very good luck to have. Our guide showed us her jade necklace which is always around her neck and given to her from her maternal grandmother.


I know our daughter was chosen for us for a reason. I am confident she will grow and progress with our care and love. I have no regrets and loved her instantly with a fierce protection instinct as only a mother can have. She acts like she has known us since the day she was born. She has a sweet little flat nose and rosebud mouth with a perfectly square chin and a slight dimple in it. Her eyelashes are long and her eyes are bright and cute Her eight teeth are tiny and there are four on top and four on the bottom. She shows her slight smile when she is around us and I can tell she is happy to have both us always near her to meet her needs. She is absolutely adorable and during all these years when I dreamed of what my chosen daughter would look like, she is exactly what I have always imagined and hoped for.

***We are in Guangzhou now at the Marriott (awesome!!!) We flew here to Guangzhou Friday evening, Nov. 4th and as soon as we entered the hotel, thought we had died and gone to heaven! Real air conditioning! It is such a nice room. I'll post pics in the next post about our first day here in Guangzhou.






































Nanchang-Day #5

Today we stopped at a porcelain store before we went to a park and a temple. Jiangxi Province is known for its porcelain so our group asked to stop at a store so we could look around. The park was called Elephant Lake and it had a nice temple in the center of the enormous lake after crossing two arched bridges. It was a warm, sunny, humid day and very peaceful and quiet at the entire park. -very different from the scene in Beijing at the Summer Palace and Temple of Heaven.

After our adoption group strolled lazily around the park, temple and lake, we went to lunch at another local Chinese restaurant. When we go to these local restaurants, we sit around large round tables with a huge glass lazy susan in the center. Our guide orders for us and the staff brings bottled Coke products and local dishes out, one by one, for us to taste. We roll the lazy susan around and taste the assorted dishes while attempting to feed our babies their steamed eggs at the same time. There is really no A/C, even though they push buttons on the wall to lower the temperature, and somehow the air gets cool yet hot and humid at the same time. It's strange. The hotel room is the same way. We have to ask for a large fan to be brought to the room to cool it off so it's not humid. The other families did the same thing to cool off their rooms. Chinese people like a warm environment, and we are told often to keep the rooms warm so our babies won't get sick.

We eat breakfast at the hotel buffet every morning and we've found yummy items like the steamed buns with creamy yellow (mango?) filling. It's funny though, we never see much milk. Even though it's put out in a pitcher. there's never more than a couple inches put into the pitcher, and it has been like this for our whole trip. We just can't seem to find enough milk. Tea is endless, but milk...not so much. I thought our daughter would love congee, but so far she gobbles up eggs and breads but doesn't really care for the congee.

We are all so tired, and ready to move on to Guangzhou tomorrow night. I will say, our LiLi is quite the good napper. For two days in a row, she has napped with us so we can get some much needed rest! She also sleeps late in the mornings. What a nice surprise!

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Nanchang Day #4












Today we toured Tang Wen (I have to check the spelling) Pavilion in Nanchang. According to our guide, one of the top three pavilions in all of China. It was just lovely! I adore the colors, rooftops, paintings, tiles, gardens, and music we saw here today- as well as the views of the Nanchang city skyline against the Gan river from the top floors of the pavilion.


We had a terrific lunch at a local restaurant trying new Chinese foods- I've loved every meal we've had at local restaurants, even though I miss big napkins and big glasses of ice water. It's funny to us that we are served Coke and Sprite at every meal because that is what is thought that us Westerners want to drink, and probably many do, but not us. Many of us in our adoption group say we've drank more Coke here in China than when we are home. They are very hospitable in the restauraunts though, for sure.


Our daughter is progressing well, but I will save that post for another time since it's already late and I need to sleep. Let's just say, she's eating up all the food we are giving her and realizing that we are giving her the nourishment and love she has wanted and needed for the past 14 months.


I know every adoption story is different, but this one takes the cake, and vastly differs from her older brother's experience in a Vietnam orphanage. We noticed immediately that she had a connection with her older brother's photographs that were sent to her this summer through Ann at Red Thread China. She knew who he was and recognized him when we asked her who

ge ge (older brother) was. It was an amazing sign to us that we needed that first day, when we saw the physical state she was in. -just an affirmation that, yes, she was chosen for us for a reason and is already a part of our family.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Nanchang-Day 2 & 3












I have to write just a few things before petite fille wakes up and I must rush to shower and eat breakfast before we meet up with our adoption group.

*hard beds in the hotels
*bright orange sun in the sky against a foggy/hazy sky with either skyscrapers, apartment building highrises, or rolling mountains peeking through the haze. When we climbed the Great Wall there was a bright orange sun beginning to set behind the mountain.
*no ice in drinks- not many napkins or very big ones- not many drinks, or tiny little sized glasses which are the size of breakfast juice glasses back home- I'm parched all the time because there just isn't an emphasis on drinks with the meals and we can't have ice because we can't drink the water- they do not use ice in drinks anyway, due to belief it isn't good for the stomach. I have found some yummy juices with mango in them. Also, where's the milk? We've never ever seen gallons of milk for sale anywhere here on our trip so far.
*the ragged state of the hospitals and doctor offices (at least the ones we've visited)- doctors sitting around smoking while hoards of people fight there way to be heard and seen. Even when it's your turn to talk to the doctor at emergency room, they barely glance at our child and are doing something else at the same time while they casually say they don't really know what it is and to go see another specialist-all the while, other patients push their way to the front where you are still conversing with the doctor or else they are hanging around the exam table staring at us and listening in while still trying to push their way in.
*cigarette smoking and spitting is everywhere
*Driving is a survival of the fittest mentality with you either getting pushed off the road or cutting everyone off so you can get to where you need to go. In Beijing, the traffic is relentless, and they are even limited as to how many days they can drive their cars on the roads based on a license plate identification system. Imagine 17 million residents all trying to drive at the same time.
*I mentioned the pushing by local Chinese, but I have to mention it again. It is insane! Seriously? Is it really necessary all the time? After so many days here, it gets really old. *Of course, while we were in Beijing we also had an *incident*, as we'll now call it, which jaded us quite a bit! Word of advice, stay away from the #81 bus next to Olympic park.

*the smells tonight as we walked down the street market next to the Jin Feng hotel where we are staying- YUM! Onions, garlic, meats, oils being tossed together in fresh delicious Chinese dinners served by outdoor food vendors, as friends met to eat and listen to live musicians performing at the outdoor restaurant under the rows of red lanterns lining the plaza

*seeing child after child squatting down in their knit winterwear split pants to pee on the sidewalk as taught by their parents. Some kids we've seen are close to school age and it got us thinking...at what age do the adults tell the kids that they are not to pee on the sidewalk in public anymore, and that it's time they use the potty in private?

*speaking of children, we love the way, even though it's quite warm and humid outside, the children all wear winterwear that is hand knit. Knit pants split down the middle for easy peeing in the street or whenever nature calls- knit sweaters and other assorted heavy snowsuit quality outerwear is seen on every child

*curiosity in us as we stroll through Nanchang, as many locals do not understand why all of us non-Asians are holding Chinese babies


All in all, we love the real life Chinese experiences we are having!

Nanchang Day #1/Adoption day!!!

Introducing, Linnaea Scarlet Xiang Brigman...


Right now, we call her LiLi (leelee) or Xiang (she-ahng) Li.
This is what she's been called for the past 14 months



Today, we flew from Beijing to Nanchang, the capital city of Jiangxi Province. It was a two hour flight, but we had a slight hiccup before take off. After having to wake up at 4:30 (I woke up at 4:20 all on my own without a wake up call because I was so excited the day had arrived to meet my daughter!), we ended up sitting on the airplane due to a fog delay....FOR MORE THAN FOUR HOURS!



Yes, it could have been worse. We could've had our babies with us. It could've been longer. For real though, four hours is a long time sitting crammed into an airplane, especially when it was the day all of us adopting parents had been waiting for since the early-mid 2000's! Plus, we couldn't really understand why fog caused so much of a delay when it seems to be common here (maybe it really isn't), and don't the pilots have instruments to guide them through weather like that? We concluded that the actual runway visibility itself was the culprit. In any case, we were in good spirits the whole time since it was going to be equivalent to the day when a woman gives birth to her child. This day and the day we got our referrals (photos) of our daughters, are two of the most important days of our lives.





***I'll write more later, and post more pics. It's amazing how tired we are at the end of every night and have no time for anything but sleep. Posting to this blog only happens after I get a second wind from some sugar. Right now I should be asleep, and my eyes are burning from lack of sleep, but if I didn't do a post, too much time would pass and I'd start to forget parts of the trip.