Tough Day for Mommy, glad to have Daddy ...

Today was I600 day, for all 3 families here. The Majores, the Raanes, and us! I got up early this morning, prepped myself ahead and got ready before the kids got up (mama's learning, right?) Then they had their bath, which they love and we were dressed and ready "to eat." Eggs, oatmeal, toast, hot dog, and beans ... don't ask, it's Ghana but they ate it all and whatever crumbs we had on our plates. Because it was raining most the day, we then came back to the room to hang out until our appointment. Watched a movie, colored, and did what we could to attempt a nap. WELL, let's just say Mommy has learned the importance of nap time. LOL.
By the time lunch came and went, it was time to get dressed for the embassy. We had prepped the kids and they were ecstatic to wear their "socks" and embassy outfits. They were just as excited to see Uncle P. As all 3 families waited and 2:00pm approached (our appt. time) we all became more and more nervous. P called and said he wanted to only take 1 adult, so everything quickly changed and Adam was going to the embassy and I was staying with Anita and Maxwell. We didn't even have time to tell them when P walked in the door, they were ecstatic. He rushed in, said "we gotta go" and out they went. Maxwell and Anita lost it! Completely lost it.
And this is where it gets tough for me, even to write ... like the title says, "tough day for Mommy." I calmed both of them down, consoling and doing what I could. Not making much head way but doing what I could. Maxwell had gone to his friend Manny's room and Manny wanted to share his yogurt. Key word is "share." Not give, nor should Manny have to, but Maxwell doesn't understand sharing yet. As Manny said "you want to bite?" Maxwell folded his arms to flap and say an adamant "no," ran around the corner and started balling. I scooped him up and he started screaming. Literally balling. Then Anita was balling and I had two crying children with nothing to console them with. I tried looking for my room key but Adam had accidentally taken it with him. I had yogurt I could give them but I couldn't get in my room. All the hotel staff were doing what they could to stop them from crying, it just wasn't happening. One of the staff frantically started looking for a spare key and trying every key she could. As I sat their holding tight to my son thrashing and screaming "I want Daddy" and saying words I don't understand ... tears started falling. Streams of them. I lost it. I needed Adam and I was so lost at the moment. Nothing I did would take Maxwell's fear that one, his Daddy was coming back and two, he was going to get food again. Anita stared at me and instantly stopped crying once she saw tears on my face. (Culturally, adults don't generally cry in Ghana and children aren't really "allowed" to...) I was a sobbing mess. They finally got my room unlocked and I ran in with my two little ones. Once I had the yogurt in hand, the uncontrollable sobbing stopped but not for too long. We got down to the table, with spoons and we started eating yogurt but every time a single drop got on Maxwell's shirt, he lost it! Sobbing, so upset that his clothes were getting ruined. More tears would just well up and I would lose it again. Anita came over and hugged me and said "Mommy, don't cry. Maxwell, you make mommy cry!" I told her it was "ok" and "Mommy loves you." She just smiled and Maxwell continued on with smiles and yogurt with food in his hand. Whew! That was a tough one. I had no shoulder to cry on. I had no one I knew around me, I felt so alone and so lost. I can't take Maxwell and Anita's fears away and it breaks me. It breaks me that they simply get one bowl of porridge a day and thus, they are consuming as much as possible. So much so that their little stomachs protrude.
When Daddy got back, Anita says "Daddy, Maxwell made mommy cry!" I smiled and said "who else made mommy cry?" She shyly smiles and points to herself. All day she kept asking "Mommy, you going to cry?" I smiled and said "no." No matter what, we love our son and daughter. It breaks me knowing what they will return to, tomorrow night. Their fears, their taste of America, their hearts breaking not understanding why Mommy and Daddy have to leave. I pray for God to protect their hearts!
I'm so glad to have Adam with me! He instantly talked to them and smoothed out their feelings. He always steps in when I need him, I am so thankful to have him!!!! They respect Adam and they love him. Max literally will not leave his side, everything is "Daddy, you do." Anita giggles when she says "I love you Daddy." It's so cute.
Needless to say, after a few paperwork bumps, we got our I600 filed. Thank you for the prayers b/c we could have easily been asked to return a different day. Adam said we had a very patient woman ... God is awesome like that. YOU are awesome for praying for us! Blessings from Ghana!