Recovery

When babies wake up from surgery the reaction is universal. They are mad, confused, and hungry. As soon as the child even starts to wake up we get the mom to come and comfort/ feed her baby. Sometimes the child just screams and screams after mom is there, after they have been fed, and after they have had pain medicine. So we have to become creative and try to figure out why they are so upset. Sometimes they are just plain obstinate and want to scream. Other times they are just uncomfortable and will only be satisfied in a lappa on their mom's back. So we grab a surgical drape and mama uses it as a lappa. Her child suddenly stops crying as they are being bounced around, close to the oxygen saturation machine of course. Us nurses are happy that the screaming has finally stopped.

Off the ship... For the weekend

We spent Friday afternoon to Sunday afternoon at a guest house on the beach. The house itself is very bare-bones, but it has running water and electricity and air conditioning in the bedrooms in the mornings and in the evenings. The house is hostel style. There are 7 rooms and most of them were full this weekend. All of the other guests worked for other NGOs and are very interesting people.

The house is right across the street from the beach so we were back and forth, weather permitting. Tyrone and I spent the whole weekend just relaxing, reading, listening to music, and enjoying each other's company. It was wonderful.

Happy Birthday Tyrone

deeper

For about two weeks I have had an uneasy feeling in my core. In the depth of who I am I have felt unsure. I truly hate this because it can rob my joy, the joy that the Lord has given me. The joy that has come as the result of Jesus' blood on the cross.

I have prayed, I have prayed so much that I have prayed my way to a deeper relationship with Jesus.  While I hate this unrest that I feel in the marrow of my bones, I will rest in the hands of my friend, Jesus.

Methods for moving up...

Some friends of mine used to be in a couples cabin, then they had a child (and a cute one that we have babysat a few times for).  After the child was born they stayed for a while longer in the couple's cabin till the time came they could move into another bigger family cabin.

Well, that day has come!

The best way to move from one cabin to another is illustrated below.  You borrow the rolling rack/basket from laundry, ask permission to use the cargo elevator (if the cabin is on a different deck/floor), and then get a babysitter or take your child for a ride!

*  Just in case you didn't quite figure out the other 'methods' of moving up, here it is:  If single you will need to get married (to someone who also fills a position on board preferably) to 'move up' to the next size cabin. if married a baby will allow you to be put on the waiting list to 'move up' to a family cabin.

Disclaimer:  Of course, I don't suggest using these last two methods just to get a bigger cabin.  And I don't work for HR, so don't quote me on these methods.

But aren't the pictures cute?