They are more than I knew to hope for.
Every area of my life became a question mark, yet I felt solid.
...waves of nausea, eye-twitching, sleep deprivation, heaviness of chest, contracting throat, and liquefied knees....that about sums up where I am at.
I for one, would far rather spend my time snuggling babies, than scrutinizing each parenting move I have made.
Concern has oozed from the faces of good, kind, yet mistaken people.
Doctor appointments, physical therapies and early interventions simply aren’t going away. I can try powering through with an attitude of annoyance, or develope a alternate system. I need to master making it to and through appointments, with all the littles.
’It is not an innate capacity to be a parent of a child with Down syndrome...’
