"Oh, THERE you are!"

Eva's little shining spirit is back.  It's 1 a.m., and she is awake and being her sweet self. 

She doesn't remember much about the past 24 hours.  She's been "checked out" most of the day - which some of you with adopted kids will recognize as a coping mechanism during trauma, plus the drugs were keeping her pretty sleepy too.

Tonight I was asleep on the couch in her room when I heard a quiet, "Mama...Mama," and when I got to her, she grabbed my hand and kissed it and said, "Oh, THERE you are!" with a great big Eva-smile.  She doesn't remember our friend Selena bringing her the blanket this evening, and was so happy to know that she had been to see her.  She is cuddled under it now.

She's had some applesauce and is now watching How To Train Your Dragon.  She says her chest hurts but she can handle it.  

I think we may be through the worst of it.