Days 3 and 4

It's about 7pm on Wednesday and I'm exhausted but I need to blog in order to remember these days later.  Yesterday, Tuesday 11/26 we had to go back to the civil affairs office to complete our adoption and make Emma Kate part of our family.  She is No Longer an orphan!  This was an exciting day but also hard.  We had to return to the same place where we received her on Gotcha Day just the day before.  Emma Kate seemed to be fine, but she was definately not letting me put her down.  We had to take a pic of the three of us which required sitting her down which she was not happy about.  Then we were waiting on other families in our group to finish and our guide reached for Emma Kate and this scared her.  She cried and clung to me.  Later after we got back to the hotel, Robert and Carter went to get something to eat and Emma Kate really opened up.  She played and laughed as I tickled her and chased her on the bed.  While we were playing, the guide came to the room to help me with something and Emma Kate was stuck to me again, she wouldn't get down and she kept whining until the guide left.  She then just layed on me for about 20 minutes before she would relax again.  She is very attached to me and limits how much she will interact with Robert and Carter.  After lunch, we all fell asleep and then woke up to Emma Kate running a fever of 102.  Having a sick baby that you barely know in a country where you feel alone is very scary.  The first night we had her she slept through the night, but the second night she woke up more times than I can remember and she would whine just a little so I would rub her arm and she would stop whining and go back to sleep.  I think she has started grieving.  

Today we had a busy day.  We had to leave early for Emma Kate's medical appointment which all adoptive families must do.  She had a fever of 103.7 when we left but it had dropped by the time we got to the clinic.  We had three different stations to take her to and she hated them all.  After we finished with her exam, we had to wait for what seemed like forever before we could go back to the hotel as the older children had to have a tb test and our entire group had to ride together on a bus to the appointment and back to the hotel.  We started her on an antibiotic today so I'm praying her fever will be gone soon.  She was diagnosed with an acute upper respiratory infection or something like that (I'm just too tired to get the paper to see).  We had lunch when we got back to the hotel and rested for a few minutes before we had to leave again to go to the police station to apply for her passport.  Another event she didn't enjoy as she really clings to me when we are around strangers.  We did see a little progress though, as we were leaving to go to the police station I was able to get her to hold my hand and walk out of our room and all the way to the elevator.  She was fine until someone else got on and she started screaming and wanted me to hold her.  This is the first time I have been able to get her to walk anywhere.  She stays right with me and wants me to carry her everywhere, including through our hotel room.  She even played with Carter just before we left and laughed as she ran from him.  She is having such a hard time right now, not sure how much of it is grieving and how much is from being sick but I feel so bad for her.  It is making me so sad to watch her and wonder what she is thinking.  It's like I'm grieving something as well just knowing she is going through this.  I'm ready to take her home and get past this difficult part of the journey and I just want to be home with my boys.  I want to enjoy this trip as we may never be here again and I want to be able to tell her about China when she is older but I'm exhausted.  I know this post is all over the place and I'm too tired to proof read so please excuse the craziness.  I'm going to bed and sorry no pictures, maybe I'll add some tomorrow.