The next day, I got home from my week of subbing to find Claudine and Jamson looking miserable and dehydrated. The rest of the babies were doing all right, but those two needed some serious care. Jamson would drink and then vomit. Claudine refused to drink at all - we had to hold her down, force her mouth open and push fluids with a syringe. Not fun, but still better than putting in a feeding tube. They both were running low grade fevers. So Tasha and I camped out in Dorothy's room with them for the night. I went to sleep around 10, got up at 11:30 to give them bottles and clean them up from diarrhea and vomit. Back to sleep at 12:30am. Awake again at 4:30am for more feeding and more clean up. I felt like a walking train wreck.
Thank you to everyone who has been praying for me and for all of the kids. I cannot tell you how encouraging it is when things get hairy like they did this week to know that I have prayer support from my friends and family in the US and France. Thank you!