- cold showers where I get wet, turn the water off, lather up, turn the water off, and rinse as quickly as possible
- for a treat, heating some water in the hot pot and then using a cup and the kids' baby tub to pour the same warmish water over and over to take a "bath"
- washing hair twice a week (in the morning, hair only, head hanging upside down under the shower)
- maintaining a certain level of body odor
- wearing the same clothes multiple days in a row (without washing)
- filtering almost 4 gallons of water every day (thankfully, Dad does this)
- washing dishes in a bowl
- using hand sanitizer every time I touch unfiltered water
- mopping our bedroom floor with wet wipes
- comforting my children when they smack their heads on hard tile (and then checking to make sure their pupils are dilating)
- letting my children crawl on and eat food off of a dirty bar room floor
- letting my daughter run around in a yard full of broken glass and under trees where falling durian fruit or massive (and not tasty) avocados could knock her unconscious
- speaking niceties in French
- letting other people put their hands all over my kids even when I don't want that and the kids (okay, only Katie Mumbi) don't want that - it's a cultural thing
- not leaving our compound unless with an escort
- toast and sometimes a tasty nugget (hardboiled eggs) or sometimes a nasty nugget (sardines) for breakfast EVERY single day
- take-out chicken and fries from the market
- delivered salami pizza from O'Poeta (and something totally inedible when they get the order wrong like last night)
- feeding my daughter Cheerios and "milk" (made with toddler "Go and Grow" formula) each and every day
- using a much needed bathmat to clean up the spilled "milk" when the Cheerios bowl tips over
- drinking a beer after lunch so that my doxy doesn't make me vomit
- looking like a leper because I either am allergic to the bites of African mosquito or I have ringworm (not sure which but I think it's the mosquitos - could it be a combination of them both?)
- not shaving my legs or armpits
- having my kids scratch so much that they look contagious
- watching a movie almost every single day with my baby and toddler (NOT something I would do at home)
I wonder how long it will take for me to adjust back into my American life? I'm guessing that I will be able to convince someone to fetch an iced vent non-fat Caramal Macchiato for me on my first morning back. That should help!!! And I think within 30 minutes of being home I will be upstairs taking a nice long shower and shaving my legs!!!! Liz, please plan on hanging out in the bathroom with me and Katie Mumbi since she probably will stay close by me for a while as she makes the adjustment. She may even want to hop in and out of the shower with me. Jeff, you'll be on Nat duty. He will be having a ball trying to crawl on carpet!
I don't know when I am coming home...but I am COUNTING on being at home, in Richmond, with my family of six, and my caramel macchiato two weeks from today. I'm praying for sooner, but counting on only two more weeks in Congo.
-B
P.S. One thing that will never become normal is not seeing, hugging, and kissing Liz, Tip, and Jeff each and every day.