Last week was when Evan and I got handshakes for the first time, and I was so excited about that. I didn’t have any expectations for this week’s visit though. I thought the handshake was more a ‘thanks for the baby clothes’ kind of thing.
We worked with the mother on a lot of new material this week; bathroom and kitchen items, some outdoor things, and a few random added words from other sections we’d been working on. We reviewed numbers and colors, both of which she is getting really good at.
I could tell the mother was getting exhausted though. She had her newborn, who I’ve only heard cry once and it was short lived, plus the 3 other children were using the room as a playground. I think she might have been a little stressed and frazzled. It kind of hit me how much she must have going on for her right now. We think the father is at work when we visit, but it’s hard to know. She has a nanny lady who is always there, but she’s essentially on her own it seems. Breastfeeding two children, trying to learn English and more. I’m sure it’s hard on her, and I hope we’re not over exerting her.
Even though she seems tired most visits, she seems amused by us. Evan and I bicker a bit, and that gets her to laugh a bit, though I don’t suppose she knows what we’re saying. I like it when she laughs, whether at us or with us, I’m not picky.
We received handshakes on the way out again, which I’m hoping might mean that she finally believes that we aren’t going anywhere. That we want to spend with them and help them as we can and learn with them. We’ll see what happens.