Back in Beijing

We survived the planeride to Beijing and so did the other babies. As you can imagine, the other passengers were not amused when all 15 babies borded the plane. We sat next to a guy that by the smell of his breath had had way too much to drink before bording. He insisted on trying to communicate with us even though we quite obviously could not speak his language. He kept leaning past Wayne breathing on him and trying to play with Zanna who was just confused. He finally fell asleep, thankfully. For the most part of the flight, she was very curious and enjoyed playing with the puke bag. If only we could all be entertained this easily. She was great and finally fell asleep at the end continuing to sleep as we got our luggage and took the bus back to the hotel. That is, until a very intrusive man did not care for the way I was holding her and tried to show me the "proper" way to hold a baby. Then she woke up. Nice. That's one thing that's very difficult being here- people sticking their noses in your business. We joke about the fashion police here - the ones that are horrified you do not have 5 layers of clothing on your baby and are not afraid to share this with you.
This morning was hard. After not getting in until midnight and not getting our luggage until 12:30 or so, we had to be out of here by 8am for our medical checkup. The babies are required to get checked out by a Canadian doctor at an international clinic. NOt a big deal or anything. It was actually a nice morning. We were there until after noon or so but there was leather seats, mocha and coffee machines and a playroom. Oh, and normal bathrooms. So the parents sipped mochas while the babies played with toys. Zanna was awesome - playing for hours, exploring, crawling, walking (with my help) and it all seemed just a bit normal. which I long for right now. I need to appreciate the land my daughter was born in while we are here but I long for a normal schedule, familiar surrounding, my bed and of course, Will. We are closer but still have to survive for a few days. As far as how the checkup went, she's tall, a bit malnourished but healthy overall and weighs a slight 7.1kg.
I must admit I melted down today. It's all so overwhelming and stressful yet wonderful. I look and her and can't believe what a gift she is. Although she is making strides with Wayne, he still cannot take her for any length of time. That means I get no break- unless you count the 5 min I had in the bathroom washing socks while she screamed with Wayne in the room. I know it's temporary, it seams she is like this with men is general but warms to women easier. She does give him coy smiles and babbles at him, allows him to feed her her bottle, etc. It'll just take time I guess. More touring tomorrow so must rest up!