The Hospital and Such

We were fortunate this time around to be able to go to the best hospital in Tanzania for Harper's birth.  This was not the case for Baylor's.  The facilities were very nice and the staff was knowledgeable and friendly.  The food was excellent as well.  Brett actually likes to go there just for the breakfast.  They make French toast.  Though things are still never quite the same as home.  For example, one nurse kept trying to make me drink hot tea throughout my labor.  She thought it would give me energy.  When we lived in China people always seemed to think wearing more clothes would solve all physical ailments.  Here, apparently, it's drinking tea. Sorry, I just didn't want any hot tea.  Another time the orderly who brought my food just picked up Harper without asking when she came in.  But still, we were extremely pleased with our experience.

Baylor is enjoying being a big sister.  She always wants to know where Harper is and what she's doing.  She's very concerned when she cries.  She finally decided she wanted to hold Harper, but she still seems pretty scared of her and prefers to just sit next to her.

After the first week of constant eating, Harper has gotten into a more normal schedule and is actually one of the easiest babies I've ever been around.  Hopefully it will stay that way.  She is generally always content and only cries when she's hungry, has gas, or is naked.  She does not enjoy bath time.  She typically only wakes up once a night to eat so we're even getting a fair amount of sleep, which is nice.

All in all, as long as the electricity is on and we aren't dying of heat exhaustion, things are going great and we're one big happy family.