Friday night I started getting a migraine, like the go to the ER type-not good. I took a Zomig, a few advil and fell asleep. I couple hours later Henry woke up to eat so after that I took another Zomig, more advil, then had Brian pray over me (we’ve been dealing with a few things lately). I also started feeling sick so I took a pill for nausea. I got out of bed around 8:30 am. By 10 or so I was in the chair sleeping. For the next 5-6 hours I woke only to tell kids to be quiet or get Henry latched on to eat. I just couldn’t stay awake; I felt too weak. The headache was gone though! But I wasn’t well enough to make cake for everyone. So I did that Sunday. It turned out pretty good with my gas stove. Some of the older girls from the college did my dishes-well, they washed with water and rinsed with the soapy water. Sad part is, they got the dishes cleaner that way than Cybil and Mariah usually do!!
In all fairness, we had gone to Lusaka by ourselves- just dad , mom & Henry. We got to eat at a nicer restaurant, so I had a little birthday. The kids stayed at Daniel and Gladys’s and David and Christine’s. The kids had a great time. Myron and Mariah had nshima and caterpillars for lunch. I think those 2 are more African then any of the others. Mya likes to go back and eat lunch with Zimba. He sits by him by the hot coals and watches John cook and partakes what ever he gets. You also can not keep any clothes on him. You’re lucky if he’s wearing underwear-it helps for potty training though. He is just plain trouble but none of the Africans would ever consider getting after him or telling him no. The Africans are always worried he is cold. They don’t realize the climate we come from. 75 degrees and cloudy is not cold. His butt and his hair are about the only things white anymore and if he runs around naked any longer, it will only be his hair!! Mariah seems to love to where the shtangi’s and strap a kid to her back. She is now practicing caring things on her head.
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