Ergo- Baby, Shoe Shopping, Fever and The Rules

I wasn't going to change his clothes while he's at the Baby Home but I changed my mind after the stripey tights, white short, neon green anime long sleeved tee fashion statement that the caregivers dressed him in yesterday.  I mean he can pull that look off too but he looked especially adorable in his oshgosh plaid overalls and denim bucket hat that I brought him to wear today.

We got to know the Ergo-Baby carrier this morning.  It took a few adjustments but we soon figured it out and he was happy being attached to me and I was happy to be able to be heart to heart with him and hands free to pick up the toys he joyfully loves to throw for me to retreive.  They told me he had a fever last night so no walking today and shade only.  So that's what we did, cuddled and walked around in the shade of the trees inspecting the leaves and playing with his favourite block toy from Grandma.

When I returned for my afternoon visit his feveer had elevated again and the Dr. sent me to the pharmacy for meds.  They gave him an injection to bring down his fever and initially said that I couldn;t see him.  I put up a fuss so they let me sit with him in a little room for an hour.  It was hard to keep him entertained in the confines of a chair in a tiny room but we managed and I sang to him and played patty cake and with no toys he explored my face instead.  He loves to put his fingers up my nose, pull my hair and play with my necklace.  For a sick boy he has an impressive grip.  His eyes are a little red underneath and droppy but his spirit is still fully in tact.  It was hard to leave but I know he's fine and needs his rest.

I was sad when I returned to the hotel and stayed in my room awhile but after a few hours decided that sulking wasn't making anything better so I headed out to explore.

I found a shore store that was quite entertaining.  I watched the ladies trying on their countless high heels in an astonishing array of styles.  I tried on a few pairs for fun but returned to the safety of my sandels.  Tomorrow I will go shoe shopping for Roman.  I hear there is a store that has excellent quality baby shoes made in Russia.

After that I went looking for dinner.  I found a restaurant that I heard had an english menu called The Steakhouse.  I found it and had a laugh when I opened the menu and the first pages was written "The Rules"  The translation was very very entertaining.  It includes that "It is impossible to be in the cafe in strong alcoholic or drug intoxication" and "The administration of the cafe have a possibility not to serve those visitors that behave in an impolite way towards the waiters or other visitors".  Duly noted

The last page says " Have a nice rest.  We can serve a table and prepare everything you like in any place you want"  Well that's quite a service promise and if that's not enough "Our cafe works from 8am to 11pm but if you want to continue our work each hour will cost you 1,000 rubles"  That seems very reasonable.

I ordered chicken and potatoes and a glass of white wine and tried not to think about the fact that my son is sleeping off a fever in an orphange 10 minutes away.  I did not fully accomplish this but I did eat my dinner and do some journalling.

A bit of what I wrote "Baby boy I am thinking of you every minute.  I know that you are a strong, healthy boy and trust that you are fine but it hurts my heart to not be with you.  I am making the best of it and calling on my sense of humour and trust in the Universe to get my through the tough moments.  Good night sweet little Roman, mama loves you"