29 days of Ghana, 5 days later

I've been home 5 days. I don't recall much from the first 2 days. I did think somehow it was a good plan to go to a movie on evening 3 home. I'll owe many apologies for my odd and withdrawn behaviors that evening. I did decide that out of country travel should require an emotional quarantine. I have no idea what made me think I could function and hit the ground running upon arrival back in America.

I am very happy to be home and be with my children in America. But I am sure it is obvious my heart misses my girls in Ghana at the same time.

I now view myfamily as seven. I assume people know we are a band. I feel like people see us as 3 African children and 2 American children... Then I look back to count for my 5 children, but there are only 3. Soon. Soon. I look at it this way: I feel good to know I miss them now, rather than to be shocked when I realize there are 5. If you read my first blog you'll recall that I didn't realize that I was the mother of 3 for a good long time. We were 2 plus 1. When I realized there were 3 I immediately understood why they teach you math, I should have applied those skills earlier! Frankly, it was a bit of a shock.

The jet lag is subsiding. But residual culture shock is still there.

I am trying to categorize my thoughts. My children, God, Ghana friends/family, Ghana culture, my amazingly supportive American friends and family. 13 months ago I had no idea what was in store for me. We were just a family who thought we wanted another child. 18 months ago we were a happy and complete family of 4. That seems like 2 or 3 lifetimes ago. I barely remember who I thought I was then. I'm very happy with this journey. I am greatful for all that has happened.

Soon I will write of details of my days in Ghana. Soon.