Showers are taken, hairs have been braided, picture of Mama Espinal has been opened on my desktop and starred at.. and giggled about because Jessica is crying and no one remembers why (we found it on someone's FB homepage and downloaded it on the desktop for viewing anytime), kisses have been given and now we are in bed sleeping!
Nightly routine. Little late today, but we got there. BUT not before we all gave out Youuupeeeees (as they say it) and high 5's because Jessica did not have a single issue today!
PS I have changed the spelling of Jessica's name. Sort of embarrassing but this is like one of 100 things I have learned as I just go along each day finding out new stuff. I had to get copies of the birth certificate for guardianship and to my amazement it says "Jessica," but evidently no one in the house ever spelled it like that or says it like that, using English or Spanish sounds. Yesica was the spelling and sound in Spanish, so I was using it. Then it dawned on me that I can't go by what they said Mom said it was...I need to go by the birth certificate to help her learn how to spell her name for school.
We were out and about most of the day today dealing with doctors and school. We had full blood, urine, and fecal tests done at the doctors office. They were absolute champs giving blood. Daniela actually had to give more blood the next day (last week) because they didn't have enough they said, and she didn't cry either time. I love giving blood. There are a million things that remind me of myself in her. It is quite amazing she wasn't mine at birth...even down to one of her front teeth is exactly crooked to the side like mine was before braces. She doesn't like to cry and I used to hate to cry. People who cry were weak to me. She is much more mature than her peers. People would always tell me I was way more mature than my years, an "old soul" that always got along with older people well. The biggest cuddler in the world. Check. Among many, many more.
Then she loves the water and is fearless with it...and that is not me. At all. :)
So, doctor says Daniela has a urinary tract infection and Typhoid Fever (from drinking water contaminated with feces of a person that has Salmonella). I asked her what kind of water she had at home and she said that everyone else was able to drink the purified water, but she had to drink from the tap.
Toilet paper wasn't always an option in the house, so I am not shocked by the UTI she has. I got meds today and are on our way to better health. She also said that in order for her to have shampoo to wash her hair, she had to clean her house spotless for 10 pesos (about 25 cents to purchase shampoo). If she didn't clean it all, there was no shampoo for her to use. Why was she an outcast? I have no idea. Others in the house had lice treatments. She never got one. They cut many inches off because there were too many bugs and eggs, she said. She misses her long hair. I spent the first five days doing treatments and combing her hair, daily. I was beyond overwhelmed the first night of combing because there was just too much in her hair. I felt like I wasn't making much of a dent, but I really was, I was just letting fear set in that I was going to get it and infest the house with it. I had to take a breath and just be okay with getting it when she slept with me (when she was scared), because I couldn't get all of it out in one day. I really do not understand any of the treatment that either of them have received this past year from family. I won't exactly point fingers, but instead just know it is the devil.
One of the aunt's has more pictures of Mama Espinal with the kids and she wouldn't give one to Daniela when she asked for one (I wasn't there when she took her to get a photo). Why? I do not know other than the devil is sick. I am going to nicely ask the aunt for a photo. Last time Daniela saw one of the grandmother's, we had a translator with us, and found out the lady was being nasty to her, telling her she thinks she's better than them, coming there dressed like that, too good to talk to anyone anymore. The devil. Daniela is/was dressed well. Everything was new. They sent her with absolutely nothing. She was clean and joyful filled with love. So, yes, Gram, she's different.
The girls just called me into their room to pray again right now. Jessica came up to me before bed and said, "Hey, can we pray?" and then prayed asking God for certain things she wants! Love that kid. I have told them since they got here that they will need to be praying specifically for things they want or need. Not just with me but when they are alone they should be lifting things up in prayer. My friend Kelli sent an umbrella with the help of Naomi's idea. Great gift for the girls, but the crazy part is Daniela said "OHHH I prayed for this!" I thought, "What!? I had no idea you prayed for that!"
So, Daniela wanted to lead the prayer, "...God, please give my mama a husband. But listen, not just any person, one that is Christian..." Where does she get this from?? I love that freaking kid. She has told me her mom was Christian, but her dad was not. "He worshiped Satan. He must have..because a Christian would never do what he did to my mom if He had Jesus in his heart." Wow, kiddo.
Last part of my update, because I am tired. Daniela barely attended school last year. She was in Santiago part of the school year and then moved back to Jarabacoa and lived a few places, but wasn't put back into school. She is wicked bright but missed her 4th grade year. I have decided she will attend a Christian school that is half day, with the other half day with tutoring. It is better than public school, but not quality like Dolous. She doesn't know English, so she can't go to the school that Ethan goes to and Kathy and Trevor work at this year. There is another option, but it puts her behind another year. I am fine with it, I felt it wasn't going to happen in my spirit. Jessica will go to the school and be in K. She turns 5 in September. She will learn some English this year and I am going to start teaching them it, too. I have Suleidy, a student/friend/sister in Christ, helping me this summer with the girls. She is helping with academics as well. A true blessing that is an "old soul," too. :)
I went for a jog alone today and it felt so odd not to have those little monkeys around.
It feels so natural having them in the house...as if it was always this way. So freaking odd, I must admit. Just feels like life.
Nightly routine. Little late today, but we got there. BUT not before we all gave out Youuupeeeees (as they say it) and high 5's because Jessica did not have a single issue today!
PS I have changed the spelling of Jessica's name. Sort of embarrassing but this is like one of 100 things I have learned as I just go along each day finding out new stuff. I had to get copies of the birth certificate for guardianship and to my amazement it says "Jessica," but evidently no one in the house ever spelled it like that or says it like that, using English or Spanish sounds. Yesica was the spelling and sound in Spanish, so I was using it. Then it dawned on me that I can't go by what they said Mom said it was...I need to go by the birth certificate to help her learn how to spell her name for school.
We were out and about most of the day today dealing with doctors and school. We had full blood, urine, and fecal tests done at the doctors office. They were absolute champs giving blood. Daniela actually had to give more blood the next day (last week) because they didn't have enough they said, and she didn't cry either time. I love giving blood. There are a million things that remind me of myself in her. It is quite amazing she wasn't mine at birth...even down to one of her front teeth is exactly crooked to the side like mine was before braces. She doesn't like to cry and I used to hate to cry. People who cry were weak to me. She is much more mature than her peers. People would always tell me I was way more mature than my years, an "old soul" that always got along with older people well. The biggest cuddler in the world. Check. Among many, many more.
Then she loves the water and is fearless with it...and that is not me. At all. :)
So, doctor says Daniela has a urinary tract infection and Typhoid Fever (from drinking water contaminated with feces of a person that has Salmonella). I asked her what kind of water she had at home and she said that everyone else was able to drink the purified water, but she had to drink from the tap.
Toilet paper wasn't always an option in the house, so I am not shocked by the UTI she has. I got meds today and are on our way to better health. She also said that in order for her to have shampoo to wash her hair, she had to clean her house spotless for 10 pesos (about 25 cents to purchase shampoo). If she didn't clean it all, there was no shampoo for her to use. Why was she an outcast? I have no idea. Others in the house had lice treatments. She never got one. They cut many inches off because there were too many bugs and eggs, she said. She misses her long hair. I spent the first five days doing treatments and combing her hair, daily. I was beyond overwhelmed the first night of combing because there was just too much in her hair. I felt like I wasn't making much of a dent, but I really was, I was just letting fear set in that I was going to get it and infest the house with it. I had to take a breath and just be okay with getting it when she slept with me (when she was scared), because I couldn't get all of it out in one day. I really do not understand any of the treatment that either of them have received this past year from family. I won't exactly point fingers, but instead just know it is the devil.
One of the aunt's has more pictures of Mama Espinal with the kids and she wouldn't give one to Daniela when she asked for one (I wasn't there when she took her to get a photo). Why? I do not know other than the devil is sick. I am going to nicely ask the aunt for a photo. Last time Daniela saw one of the grandmother's, we had a translator with us, and found out the lady was being nasty to her, telling her she thinks she's better than them, coming there dressed like that, too good to talk to anyone anymore. The devil. Daniela is/was dressed well. Everything was new. They sent her with absolutely nothing. She was clean and joyful filled with love. So, yes, Gram, she's different.
The girls just called me into their room to pray again right now. Jessica came up to me before bed and said, "Hey, can we pray?" and then prayed asking God for certain things she wants! Love that kid. I have told them since they got here that they will need to be praying specifically for things they want or need. Not just with me but when they are alone they should be lifting things up in prayer. My friend Kelli sent an umbrella with the help of Naomi's idea. Great gift for the girls, but the crazy part is Daniela said "OHHH I prayed for this!" I thought, "What!? I had no idea you prayed for that!"
So, Daniela wanted to lead the prayer, "...God, please give my mama a husband. But listen, not just any person, one that is Christian..." Where does she get this from?? I love that freaking kid. She has told me her mom was Christian, but her dad was not. "He worshiped Satan. He must have..because a Christian would never do what he did to my mom if He had Jesus in his heart." Wow, kiddo.
Last part of my update, because I am tired. Daniela barely attended school last year. She was in Santiago part of the school year and then moved back to Jarabacoa and lived a few places, but wasn't put back into school. She is wicked bright but missed her 4th grade year. I have decided she will attend a Christian school that is half day, with the other half day with tutoring. It is better than public school, but not quality like Dolous. She doesn't know English, so she can't go to the school that Ethan goes to and Kathy and Trevor work at this year. There is another option, but it puts her behind another year. I am fine with it, I felt it wasn't going to happen in my spirit. Jessica will go to the school and be in K. She turns 5 in September. She will learn some English this year and I am going to start teaching them it, too. I have Suleidy, a student/friend/sister in Christ, helping me this summer with the girls. She is helping with academics as well. A true blessing that is an "old soul," too. :)
I went for a jog alone today and it felt so odd not to have those little monkeys around.
It feels so natural having them in the house...as if it was always this way. So freaking odd, I must admit. Just feels like life.
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