(Suzanne) The baby home doesnt allow visits on Sunday, so we didnt do much but play uno and eat. It was surprising how much we all missed her.
Today was my turn to visit her. The caregivers had put a tiny pink bow in her hair. I was allowed to feed her. The baby home makes their own baby food. They brought out what smelled like pureed apples, yougurt, and juice from a coffee cup. In all my years babysitting in high school, working with babies at a daycare in college, and working as a pediatric nurse for I wont say how long, I had an experience I have never had. I gave juice to a 7 month old in a coffee cup-no bottle. It scared me to death! I just knew I would cause her to aspirate, but she took it like she had been drinking from a cup since birth. After a lunch at the hotel, Valentina and Oleg (our intepreter and driver) took us to a Kazakh and a Russian craft shop. We went to the grocery store and ate ramen noodles for supper (the hotel food is terrific, but its getting pricey!) Tomorrow will be Dave's turn to visit.
