We've had quite a week in our household. It didn't go the way I had planned, but I know God has it all in his hands. There has been excitement, tears, disappointment, and relief. I'll try to catch you up.
Day 1: Jordyn and I were as excited as could be. Off we drove to work and school. She went into her class like a big girl and a smile on her face, then by 10:00 the smile had changed to a petrified look but she was trying to hold it together. I reassured her, she spent some time at my desk.... by the end of the day she was bawling and screaming to get to me and not stay in her classroom. She refused to eat. I had a teacher advise me not to send her to school there - not because of her behavior, she had told me that when Jordyn was being good. The Kuwaiti kids are very spoiled and much more delayed in everything they do. She stated that they are mean and not very accepting. The teachers have to be very forceful with them, unlike would be allowed in America.
Day 2: She didn't sleep that night and was crying when she awoke at 5:00 am that she didn't want to go to school. It didn't get any better, let me just say that. By the time we arrived at school she was sobbing, but went into her classroom like a good girl. Within an hour she was screaming, refused to take off her backpack, wouldn't eat, and tried to run to me. I consoled her, sent her back... on and on and the day just got worse. They were having to physically hold her down to keep her from running out of their classroom. By 11:30, I was in tears from watching her and I called Matt to come pick her up. I couldn't work of course. She left screaming at the top of her lungs.... I'm not talking a normal separation anxiety. No eating... not sleeping. I have NEVER seen the boys act in this manner, nor her.
Day 3: I chose to leave Jordyn home with our maid. I need to fill you in on her and will with a new post at some point. The class was going on a field trip to Cartoon Network where they dress up as characters and ride rides. Jordyn is deathly afraid of any dressed up character (she gets it from her aunt!) so I knew that wouldn't go well. I left her screaming, "I hate my nanny, I don't like Kumari!!! rolling around on the floor. Lovely way to start off the day, and yes it was her birthday. I proceed to work and am called into the principals office first thing. Uh oh. I was told that my hours were from 7:10 to 3:30, not 3:00 and Jordyn would not be allowed at my desk the remaining 45 minutes after her school was complete. Interesting.... when I was hired and signed my contract it stated 3:00 and that Jordyn would be allowed to come to my desk after school. This poses a whole new problem for me and I realize it won't work for Jordyn to come to school with me. More tears... the problem? I've already paid the school almost $2000 for her to go to school (and that's just the fees and first installment at a 50% discount - it's CRAZY expensive!) I decide the extra 1/2 hour isn't that big of deal and I really don't foresee it working out for Jordyn the more I am around the children. So, I ask to be refunded for Jordyn's expenses since I was hired under different terms.
Day 4: Go to work, don't take Jordyn. Left her screaming once again with Kumari, but she did a little better. Still not eating much and up several times a night.
Day 5: I get confirmation they will refund most of my money. I think I'll lose about $400, but that's better than $2000. Jordyn cried before I left, but waved and kisses me goodbye when I left. The day went much better with Kumari and she was as happy as could be when I arrived home. I still have some discrepancy at work about my hours on Thursday, but hopefully that will be resolved next week.
It's been a roller coaster and I promise you it was much more involved than all of the above. I'm extremely disappointed Jordyn won't be at school with me. I was so looking forward to that. She looked so cute all dressed up in her uniform and I loved the thought of her being right next to me. However, I knew it all seemed to good to be true before I ever started. A lot of you are probably thinking it would have worked out eventually for her to go without me pulling her out, but it's just not a choice. I refuse to put her on a bus or taxi to ride home by herself in a foreign country - especially the middle east. NO WAY. That's what was suggested to me several times.
Jordyn is just having a hard time adjusting. She is stared at, touched, has her picture taken, talked to, hugged, kissed, given toys and snacks every where she goes. It's like she is a celebrity here. They just don't see long blonde hair little girls... only in magazines. At the McDonald's drive through there were 9 people who came to the window to look at her through the window. At Chili's the other night a woman sitting next to us heard it was her birthday and paid for desert to be brought to her after she ate her dinner. Strangers hand her candy and talk to her constantly. I think it's just all too much for her right now. In the last 7 weeks, she has a new house, a new room, a nanny who lives in our house, new friends, mommy going to work, people mobbing her everywhere she goes (dressed in scarves and long burkas I might add).
So. We will see how the next few weeks go. I'm going to continue to work and see how she progresses with Kumari. I want to give it all some time. I am hoping she will relax and get used to the routine. I am super thankful that today we have nothing that needs to be done. We are going to stay at home, play, order pizza for dinner and swim tonight. Sounds like heaven to me!