S-l-o-w Day

I don't always do well with days of rest.  I quickly become bored and feel as if I should be doing something.  Anything.  Just not nothing.

Today was no different.  I was up early to feed Nadia who decided that she was hungry at 5:20.  Nadia is the 5-month-old baby who still needs more regular supervision than she would receive in the babies' room.  She arrived at St. Joe's in mid-January weighing only 3 lbs. (she was a preemie).  She then spent the next 3 1/2 months at God's Little Angels until she gained 5 more pounds.  At 8 lbs. she was brought back here.  I don't know what she weighs right now, but she looks like a healthy little girl!  Anyway, I was up early to feed her (she sleeps in the room I share with Dixie).

"Baye" blanc--broken

Since I was up, I decided to start cleaning the therapy room.  I'd do little bit, stop, do a little bit more.  At one point I was sweeping so vigorously that I broke the "baye blanc" (white person's broom).  I then had to switch to the "baye Haitianne" (Haitian broom).  I sorted some of the supplies left be the camp staff that was here, I organized the therapy toys, I took a break drank some water, etc.  By this point it was only about 9:30.  It was gonna be a long day!

$70's worth of container!

However, I had the great idea to go the store to look for a storage container for the therapy toys and lotions.  Aniel, the driver, was not around.  But, Gertrude let me take the truck on my own!  Woo hoo!  I drove the grocery store and back, all by myself, without any problems!  Yea me.  I figure I could hire myself out as a driver if I ever decide to move here.

"Baye" Haitienne--not broken

Now it was at least 11:30.  What else to do?  I put all the therapy stuff in the drawers of the container that I just purchased for $70!

Amazing organization!

Then I organized the diapers, underwear, vitamins, and wipes that the team left.  I put all the jewelry beads in the volunteer closet.  Now it was, what, 12:15?  Seriously, a slow day.

Pretty good organization, heh?

Last thing on the list was making plans to get the medical paperwork for Jameson, Edson, and Michael's visa appointment in the morning.  Only God can make this happen: get the kids dropped off to school (which means getting a 15 year old up before the crack of down), get Gabriel to the doctor's office in downtown PAP, have the doctor be on time (open at 7:00 a.m.), and get Gabriel to the U.S. embassy by 8:00.  While all that is going on, my friend Robinson will be taking the boys and me straight to the embassy--we leave at 7:00.  We should arrive on the time.  We just have to pray that for the others everything goes according to schedule.

I'll let you know the results tomorrow night.