Day Three

Aside from that first afternoon, things have been going really quite smoothly. And, really, that first afternoon was a good sign; her tears and grief indicated that she had attached emotionally with someone previously. If she had accepted us easily, we actually would have been a bit concerned. 

We’re seeing positive signs that she’s already begun bonding with us. She enjoys being held by us, and it’s not in a desperate, fearful way either. She accepts our affection and offers it to us too. She likes to blow kisses, and if she catches our reflection in the mirror, she waves a greeting with an adorable smile on her face. And, last night at bedtime, she opened her arms wide then promptly fell asleep while giving me a hug! 

She also notices when one of us is not around, which is good, since it indicates that she knows we are different from other people. When Clint had gotten up to get more food at breakfast this morning, she looked around the room looking for him. Another time, she began to get concerned when Clint started taking her outside the building to play, because I was not going with them. 

In these first few days, she’s learning what to call us. She’s still a bit confused. Half the time, she calls Clint, “Mama”. (Sorry, hon!) She also often calls me “Sister” or “Auntie”. Oh, and take a seat when you watch the clip of her saying, “Isabelle,” ‘cause it just might melt you. I’ll try to get my techie hubby to post that tomorrow.

In the meanwhile, here's a clip of the giggles over bubbles on Day One.