As mentioned before, the little one spent the first several nights home at the foot of her oldest brother's bed. For some reason she switched her sibling allegiance from Kylie to Caleb the day we went to the Great Wall. While we knew that her sleeping with her brothers wasn't ideal for the long haul, it's amazing what you'll do to buy a few good night's sleep when you first get home from an adoption trip.
(And yes, most ideally for bonding she would have been sleeping in our room with us. While that came naturally for our kids that had been in foster care and had slept with their foster parents, it clearly seemed totally bizarre to our little one who had spent all of her life sleeping in a room with other kids. We decided not to push the issue because the one time we tried she went bezerk).
Each night as we'd get ready for bed we'd point to hers and ask if she wanted to sleep there. And each night she said no. Until the next Friday we were home when I asked and she gave an affirmative head nod and a confident "ah" (those of you with young kids from China, I'm sure you can hear that little syllable in your minds).
From that night forward, she has slept and napped exclusively in her bed.
On this particular day during nap time I had to photo document. Not just because she looks so darn adorable sleeping in her big girl bed that her daddy and siblings built for her.
But because this day, September 24, was the first day she patted the bed beside her and motioned for me to lay down for a minute. Of course I did and she reached over, grabbed my hand, pulled it across her, squeezed it tight and whispered, "Wo ai ni," and then closed her eyes to fall asleep.
There is still such a long road to go before we find our groove as a changed family. But these moments make me realize we are on the right path...