I understand criticism believe me, I am my biggest critic, I got a comment on my blog a few days ago, that I can’t seem to let go of until I address it. Someone basically told me “How dare I be so positive, don’t I know what my daughter is going to become when she gets older, don’t you know she isn’t going to always be this cute baby, she is going to be a baby trapped in an adult’s body someday.” I can sit here and type away and pretend that everything is always easy and just peachy, I can sit here and tell you that everything is just fine and that I don’t worry. I can sit here and tell you I am the perfect mother and deserve mother of the year, and honestly it would all be a big fat lie. I just live this life that was given to me, I certainly didn’t ask for it but it is mine just the same. I know that my daughter is a cute baby and she lights up my life, I realize that she will not always be a cute baby she is going to grow up just like my son is growing up. Will everything be easy? No, I never claimed that will be the case. Every day is not going to be easy, every day isn’t easy now. Therapy days are the hardest for me, it really sucks having therapists come into your home almost everyday and have to work with your child, it is difficult to have to watch her work so hard for things that just come naturally for other kids. It sucks big time quite honestly. But on the other hand we are lucky to have such wonderful therapists who truly love our daughter and who want what is truly best for her.
I have days when I throw myself a pity party, you know if you are a special needs mom you totally do it to, don’t lie. Why my kid? Why can’t we just have a normal life like everybody else? And believe me we are totally normal, but it’s the days when she can’t just be a baby, when I can’t just take her out to the grocery stores because I am afraid she will get sick. How terrified I am to ever have another baby, and won’t have another baby because I don’t want a baby to have to go throw what my daughter has gone through.
There are days when I feel great and those days do out number the bad days. Noone knows how I feel, noone will ever know how it feels unless they know what it’s like, unless they too have had a baby who had open heart surgery, or a baby who has Down Syndrome. It gets easier as the days go by, so in response to that comment, I do not “pretend” my life is perfectly wonderful. My life is not perfect but it is wonderful, I am chosing to live my life with my children and giving them the best childhood that I can, I have bad days just like anyone else and if it gets harder then I will work harder and my daughter will work harder. This is the life I was given, so I am going to take it and make it the best life possible and give love and recieve love because isn’t that really what it’s all about, not this perfection that people seem to strive for, because noone is perfect Down Syndrome or not.
Today is a rainy, yucky day here. I am going to try and get some things done that I have been putting off. I am so not the definition of a procrastinator, but when it comes to things that I hate doing, like putting laundry away, it takes a while, I will fold all the clothes and put them back in the laundry basket in neat piles, but somehow they don’t seem to make it to the drawers as soon as they are folded, it always takes a couple of days. It has been this way since I had my daughter, there never seem to be enough hours in the day. She needs my attention for most of the day so I don’t get to chore type things until hubby gets home and by the time that happens I am exhausted. It is a vicious cycle. I am going to work on a schedule for myself today and hopefully I can start sticking to some sort of schedule that will make my life easier, I need to learn to budget my time more efficiently, I am not sure if that is even possible with a baby but it can’t hurt to try, right.
If anyone has any advice on how they manage their time as a mom please leave me a comment, thanks and have a wonderful day.
Our house is waiting for Spring, longing for Spring, we need Spring. This winter has been awful with colds, and sinus infections and stomach bugs and now another cold, I am tired of being stuck in the house, tired of being trapped, tired of being cold. I need it to be warm, I need to be able to go out without a coat. I cannot wait for the first sign of flowers and birds singing. My mood is extremely affected by the weather. I get very down in the winter months, so I cannot wait for longer days and sunshine to brighten my mood. What are looking most forward to this Spring?
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So Little Miss cries at the sight of the Physical Therapist, because she knows she is going to go through baby bootcamp when she gets here. I felt so terrible, she cried like she was being tortured, but the therapist assured me she was fine and it wasn’t hurting her. I wanted to scoop her up and just let her play, so many times I just want to throw my hands up and and forget all this therapy, in the end I know it is only helping her but I feel like I just want her to be a regular baby sometimes, to not have to work so hard all the time to complete the simplest task.
She will be such a blessing, and prove to you what she can do is what everyone kept telling us when she was born, a lot of the time I just wanted to say, why does she have to prove herself, why can’t she just be a baby. I get it and I know how far she has come, in less then a year she has gone from not even being able to sit on her own to standing and walking along furniture with no assistance and believe me I am so very proud of all she has done, but sometimes for her sake I just wish she didn’t have to work so hard.
Happy Valentine’s everyone, I hope you give your kids an extra squeeze tonight, and tell them you love them. Let your special someone know how much you care. Have a wonderful night, I am enjoying my kids and my hubby.
I watched a documentary about Down Syndrome this weekend, I probably should not have watched it, maybe I wasn’t ready for it yet. Right now she is just a baby, and she needs me, but someday she is going to be an adult who needs me. The documentary was called Monica and David, it was about a man and woman in there early 30’s who were getting married. The whole thing got me thinking, would my daughter ever fall in love, and if she did would she get married someday. It just made me very sad to come to the realization that she may never know what it is like to fall in love, she may never hold her own baby in her arms, she may never do the things that other people do everyday and take for granted.
Thinking about these things truly breaks my heart, what if she never experiences these things and truly wants them. It is times like these that I blame myself for her hardships for her future, I know they say I didn’t do anything to cause the Down Syndrome, but what if I did, what if it is caused by something they just haven’t discovered yet.
I know I am supposed to be positive, I am supposed to see the blessing in all of this, but it is hard sometimes. I know I gave her life, I know I gave her a chance and I will give her all the opportunities that I can. But what if there are things I can’t give her, it scares me. Sometimes you just want to crawl up in a ball and pull the covers over your head, and other times you are so happy to have this person in your life. There is an upside and downside to all of it.
I have my whole family home today, because of the impending blizzard. So I will enjoy having them here safe and warm.
My daughter turned 18 months old. All the things they said she would never do, the list is endless. Well each and everyday she continues to prove them wrong. “She won’t understand basic directions,” they said. “Where’s your socks?” She pulls them off her feet. “Give mommy your glasses!” She takes them off and hands them to me. “Drink your juice!” Yup you guessed it, picks up her cup and drinks. The list is endless of all the directions she is able to follow, and for a baby that wasn’t supposed to follow simple directions that sure is a lot.
“She won’t stand until she is 2 or 3, won’t walk until she is 3 or 4.” She is 18 months as of yesterday and is standing and cruising along the couch. Guess she just will continue to prove everyone wrong. Stay safe and warm everyone!!!!
My daughter and I have been stuck in the house for what seems like forever, since flu season has begun. I am so looking forward to the Spring. We have signed up for a Down Syndrome playgroup in our area, that will hopefully be meeting once a week in the Spring. We will also be meeting with some friends that have little one’s with DS. We are going to have lots of friends and support!!!!!! So here’s to Spring and getting out of the house. What are you looking forward to this Spring?
I guess when I think about my daughter, I just see my daughter, I mean I know she has Down Syndrome, everyone knows she has Down Syndrome, or do they? Sometimes I think people have no idea. I can’t tell you how ofter we get stopped and told, “She is so adorable,” “Her glasses are so cute.” “How old is she?” Then when I say 18 months, you can see the surprise in their faces, “She is so tiny for 18 months.” I usually just say, “yup she’s petite, or our little peanut,” and leave it at that. I guess I think about that a lot especially when we are out. Do they know she has Down Syndrome? Not that it matters.
I remember last year being in Disney World with her, I felt like noone noticed, noone knew. Then I would hear little rude comments, because apparently people think when you have a special needs child that you are deaf. One woman who was pregnant said how cute my daughter was and her husband said “She obviously didn’t take care of herself during her pregnancy, there is something wrong with that baby!” At that moment I think I had an out of body experience. I went up to them both, and I said to the woman “you are right my baby is cute, but sir you are wrong there is nothing wrong with my daughter, she has Down Syndrome and I did everything I was supposed to do during my pregnancy, nothing I did caused her to have this disorder.” The woman apologized for her husband’s rude remarks and he didn’t say a word, perhaps he was too taken back that I actually said something to him, who knows.
So from that moment on I realized it doesn’t matter what anyone thinks of her, her family loves her and that is all that will ever matter.