So, I'd be willing to bet that until you knew someone with Ds, you had no idea October was Down syndrome Awareness Month. And that is almost true for me, too. But...
The September before Kira was born I rec'd the Oct issue of a parenting magazine (Parents? Parenting? I can't remember.) Anyway, I was flipping through the issue and came to an article about 4 families and their children with Ds. I almost flipped right past it. But for some reason, I just stopped and thought, "No. I need to read this." And I did. I don't remember my reaction to the article, but I clearly remember stopping and making myself read it.
2 weeks before Kira was born, I was at my last ob/gyn visit. In the waiting room, I sat directly across from a teenager with Down syndrome and her mother. And I was struck by how self possessed she was. How "normal" she seemed. How sure of herself. They were called back before me and I went back about five minutes later. Every single nurse and tech in the office were gathered around her talking and smiling. All of them. People who you're lucky to get two minutes with were giving her as much time as she would grant them. I mentioned it to my ob/gyn and she smiled and talked about how great she was.
My whole pregnancy was filled with little signs, I think. 4 at home tests failed before finally getting a positive. Kira's heartbeat didn't show up at all on the first sonogram and we prepared ourselves for not being pregnant. Most of all, I felt uneasy during my whole pregnancy. Like something was off. Honestly? I thought I might die in childbirth. I finally got life insurance on myself. I showed Derek everything he needed to run this house, pay the bills, make the dr's appts. I got ready, just in case.
At the same time, whenever anyone would ask me about Kira, I would always say, "I can't wait for her to get here! I want to meet her. I think she's really going to give me a run for my money!" Yep, I was right.
So, when she showed up sporting designer genes, it was a shock. a surprise. terrifying. BUT, not completely unexpected.
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense. -Ralph Waldo Emerson
Here's what I wrote in my first post: "Howdy - I'm hoping this will eventually be a blog about our family - life with two kids 21 months apart - Down syndrome - living simply - couponing - and whatever else comes up!" Yep. That's it so far!