One week home.

We've been home a week today, and things are dramatically different in just that seven days.

From Holly completely rejecting me, and spending the better part of the day crying, tantruming, or whining and refusing anything I offered her, clinging to her Baba and melting down if she lost contact with him, to today. Baba had to go back to work.

After spending the night in her own bed, without waking or having any sleep problems, she woke up fairly happily, playing with Myleigh. I gave them both some cereal in a cup and she took it and ate it all. Then they played with their DS's in their room until it was time to get dressed. They are both wearing the same shirt and have their hair in pigtails. She has greeted everyone as they got up this morning, and gave big brother James a huge hug. Baba has gone about his morning as usual, without his little shadow. She hardly seems to pay attention to what he is doing or where he is anymore. Then it was time for Baba to leave, and she waved bye bye and out the door he went. As simple as that. The big event he was most concerned about and it was a non event.

Now she is doing something she has never done before, she went upstairs to play in her room, by herself! Finally, she knows she can wander around her own house. I think she really, really knows she is home and she belongs to us and us to her. She still isn't keen on the dogs, but, is getting used to them being close to her, as long as she is up on the furniture, and they are on the floor. That's a step to take some time later next week. For now, I'm glad she's settling in so well. I think the hardest part for her is when all the kids are gone to school and she is bored. Maybe now that she is more relaxed with me she'll be ok with spending time just the two of us next week.