Word of the Day: Diarrhea

I should have anticipated it after Grace went to sleep at 8:30 pm and slept until 10:00 a.m, complained that her tummy hurt, and had horrible gas last night. This was the first time that she has had an "aka" accident since we picked her up. Her bottom looks like it was burned with a hot iron, the pajamas and bed sheets all needed to be changed, and I have Febreezed the entire house today. As Gracie has been saying all day, "Oh my goodness. Gracie has diarrhea on her bottom!" Then she goes on to explain that she wants to tell Adam, Daddy, and everybody, and wants to pull down her pants to display the owies...We still haven't learned about modesty. We practiced last night and today on how to call for Mommy from her bedroom, but it is hard to break orphanage habits. When I first woke her up, I could really tell that she was worried about the mess and did not anticipate that someone would help her during the night. Her sad little face was just too heart-breaking. We will practice again and again with the hope that someday she will actually call for me from her room without expecting to get in trouble. It will be an exciting day when she finally embraces and understands that she can come to us for help anytime. We are here and anxious to help. Today might have actually been a chance to demonstrate that love in a practical way... Thank you God for loving us and helping us even when we don't call on you.