Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Maya in Mexico, Mama & Papa in Abu Dhabi

Firstly, I've been overwhelmed by all the love out there. So many amazingly supportive messages here, on Facebook & email. It's been waterworks all week! Why is it that messages of support make me cry so much?

Last week, since that stinky Tuesday which had me howling with rage and frustration in Pepi's courtyard, I spent four days manically trying to get everything in place to leave Maya with her new foster family & packing up and leaving Tijuana. On Friday, Fiona, the twins, Maya & I went to Myrna's house. Myrna, her two daughters, & her niece and her husband will be looking after Maya until we can bring her home. They are a wonderful family, full of love, and they looked after the twins before Fiona arrived in Mexico. That's another benefit. Maya will still have contact with Fiona & the twins, as she loves playing with them. Margot & Maya especially enjoy each other's company and sit there giggling at each other, while Margot's brother Clifford sits between them wondering why the girls aren't giggling at him. I have a feeling they'll be firm friends throughout their lives. Fiona's, the twins' mummy, also spent the rest of the week taking care of me, and particularly, ensuring I didn't spend the whole week just eating biscuits. She's not only the best cook I've ever met, but also an amazingly kind & insightful person. All this on top of looking after two active, gorgeous little babies.

Here's Myrna, Maya, the twins, Myrna's niece and husband in their home. They also have a dance studio attached to their house, which is an amazing space for an about-to-walk baby to cruise around. Full of Swiss Balls, mirrors, carpeted and an amazing sound system. Maya will return to us doing the samba.

Now back in Abu Dhabi. Confused by all the new traffic systems. We're waiting to hear how long it's likely to be until BM is out of her gigantic pickle and ready to sign off. The logistic details of our near future are uncertain, but one thing is for sure: soon Maya will be here with us, terrorising Pickles the cat, swimming in the pool at the Club, charming all the neighbours with her gigantic grins, being her unstoppable, inquisitive, adventurous self with her mama & papa in tow.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dear Emma,

Great to hear from you in Abu Dhabi
A much better place to be.... to think, plan, orchestrate, navigate and COMPLETE the process.
You are "free" from the web of confusion, euphamisms, blaming, broken promises and heartache.

We know you miss Maya, but we also know that she "Sees" you and Ahmed Everyday, and that she says goodnight to a whole lot of people, in many different countries, who love her and think about her all the time.
A dance studio is just the place to take her first steps, for the second time.
Your readership has skyrocketed. Keep it up
Love
MIL

Anonymous said...

Dear Fiona,
Thank you for the lovely meals when we were there, and for being there for Emma when we all had to leave.
Margot and Clifford are great friends for Maya, while she waits.
Perhaps she will get to see Yara again.
Thank you.
Mariam

Nazreen said...

What a lovely post, Emma...I can hear the positive energy in your words...you are exactly where you need to be and so is little miss sunshine...I'm sure she will be wiggling her little butt to the salsa sounds upon your return...be happy and kiss my big brother for me...thinking about you always...love, Nizzie

Suz said...

Hi Emma
I found your site tonight and read through it all. Keep your head up and soon you will be on your way home with your beautiful little girl.

Suz