My point....when my husband and the neonatologist came into my room 10 months and 3 weeks ago, I assumed that the doctor was going to give me the worst news of my life. I assumed when he said Down syndrome that our life was over. I assumed that it would be the worst thing that I had ever gone through. I made soooo many assumptions in those first 24 hours. For some reason, I assumed I was going to raise this shrinking violet that was going to sit in the corner, not be engaging, and would lead us into a life of being hermits hiding from embarrassment. (OK...that might be a slight exaggeration, but I think most of you get what I'm saying).
Here is my shrinking violet and a few of the things that I "assumed" she would do by 1...or in some cases...ever.
|I assumed she wouldn't have a sense of humor and enjoy taking her socks off...to drive her mom crazy :-)|
|Or make "squishy" face to make me laugh|
|I assumed she wouldn't stand and play|
|I assumed she wouldn't crawl.|
|I assumed she wouldn't "actively" be a part of our family|
|I assumed she wouldn't even attempt to feed herself.|
|I assumed her brothers wouldn't love her as much as a typical child.|
|I assumed we would not have fun and go places.|
|I assumed she wouldn't have an imagination.|
|I assumed she would be a wallflower.|
|I assumed I couldn't love this beautiful little girl as much as I love her brothers.|
Thank you, Hailey....for showing mommy that she was wrong.