Two Years Ago

Two years ago this week, I arrived home with our new daughter. I was going back through my old blog posts and thought I'd share a few snippets from those posts. Wow - memories!

We met the other Dillon families downstairs and, as one of them said, went to play Frogger. The traffic is just wild and you have to steel your nerves to take that first step into the sea of scooters and vehicles. We've gotten into the habit of waiting for a Vietnamese person to step up next to us on the curb.... then when he/she goes, we go. So far, no casualties :)

There is so much to take in and you're definitely on sensory overload. The scooters beep their horns, the language is different, the sights are amazing... all while your body is physically exhausted and your nerves are on red alert waiting for this thing called 'baby'.

P was sleeping in a crib right inside the door and she looked so tiny. She woke up with all of the commotion and didn't fuss at all when I picked her up. She does this thing with her eyebrows where she scrunches them all together when she's worried, and she was doing it big time when I first started to hold her.

We have also encountered our first delay. Since there are so many families here trying to get in under the 'old' I600 rules, we won't have our CIS interview until Friday morning. There is a chance we'll receive our approval that afternoon, but it probably won't be until Monday. So we won't leave for Hanoi until Monday, putting us just one day behind on the schedule. We may encounter more delays in Hanoi, but so far we're all just trucking along and doing whatever the Dillon staff says. Thomas says we should relax and enjoy this 'vacation' with our children.

One of the things I love about Vietnam is how everyone is willing to help. When it was time for us to head back to the hotel, the staff at the restaurant called us a cab. Since there are usually 6-8 of us, we can't jump into a regular taxi - we always need the larger sized vehicle. And everywhere we've been, we've asked the security staff (who are everywhere in both HCMC and Hanoi) and they've gone out of their way to find us a ride 'home'. Sometimes we don't even ask... we just look confused and mill about until someone takes pity on us. :)

Man, it seems like forever ago that my mom and I were in Vietnam. I look at pictures of our little peanut then and now, and am amazed at the changes in her. We love you P!