When we returned from the police station, one of us needed to go do more paperwork while the other babysat. Easy enough. NOT! Bane did the paperwork while I fed and cared for Lyndsay, we started out fine and for some reason she all of the sudden seemed to start looking for Bane. After that point, she was unreasonable, whatever I did wasn't good enough. I went through my mental checklist...not wet...not hungry...not thirsty, tired...yes I know she was tired, but when I tried to get her to sleep, forget it. She didn't want me to hold her, pat her back, touch her...nothing worked. She only got madder, yes she was furious. Wicked tempertantrum thrashing, kicking and screaming to the top of her lungs for what seemed like eternity, complete rage. The only consulation was that it was around 11am and not 11pm, glad for our neighbors! Bane returned about 11:30 to witness this spectacle, he described my look as "bewildered" and I guess that's a good way to put it. What had set her off, I may never know, but it started with something in which she did not get her way, that much I remember. And ah, the words of her document rang loud and clear in my memory, quoting her foster mother "if she does not get what she wants immediately she loses temper....." well we saw this first hand. So we had no choice, but to put her in her soft sided crib and let her have it out. We watched her literally bounce herself from side to side of what is comparable to a pack and play type crib, in full blown fury until I began to get concerned and called James our rep and asked him if he had ever had this experience and what did he suggest. He came right down and as he got to our door, she began to settle down, until she finally went to sleep. We all laughed that she knew he was coming and had better quit! He did find it unusual that we had not seen this until today being so long after we got her, but we reminded him of the document he had previously translated for us from the foster mother and her haunting words "she loses temper" well, he commented that he rememembered thinking as he translated her papers that "they will have some trouble", well he guessed right. We talked for a good while and decided to just try to continue to pacify her while we were in China and then the real work could get started at home. BOUNDARIES!! Big Time.
The one concern we had was if something physical was truly bothering her, she did not feel warm, but there could be something else we couldn't detect. We waited to see if she was okay when she awoke, if not the gameplan was to take her to the local hospital for them to check her out. Much to our relief the old Lyndsay returned to us! We even went shopping at Walmart later for some last minute purchases and she fell asleep in the stroller. Then at 5:30 we went as a group to a Chinese restaurant to have one last dinner together before leaving Nanchang for Guangzhou. She behaved beautifully at dinner and ate quite a bit, better then ever before, guess she worked up an appetitite!
We were told that she was the foster mother's first child in foster, so she probably didn't have alot of experience in handling a strong-willed child, and rather then hear her carry on she just gave in to whatever she demanded.....and demand she does.