Last night I read a post from a new mother. She was struggling with her baby's birth diagnosis and was considering putting him up for adoption. I tried to put myself in her shoes and remember how devastated I was when we first found out. I'm not going to lie, the feelings are so raw in the beginning I could see where she was coming from. But then my stomach literally turned thinking of some other family getting all of her smiles and laughter and golden beauty instead of us. I wanted to actually vomit at the thought of missing out on watching her thrive and grow. It was such a surprisingly visceral reaction.
Adoption is a wonderful amazing thing but if you're a new parent considering it solely because your child is not who you expected him or her to be, please give them time to steal your heart. ❤
This boy loves his books! I want to start building a collection of books for him and Eden, but if I leave him alone for more than 30 seconds with a book, it gets completely destroyed. He's fine if he is supervised. I want to encourage reading any time of the day, but giving him free access isn't an option. I'm going to try having reading times with them, where they can each pick out a book and I'll read it to them. Then they can look at it for a little while. Any other suggestions to prevent the total annihilation of all things paper back and cardboard would be greatly appreciated! Has anyone tried something that has been successful for them? I'd love to hear about it! Happy Monday! #lifeisalwaysbetterwithyou#lifeisbetterwithyou#nothingdownaboutit#theluckyfew#thesnyderclan
✨SANDALS THAT FIT SMOs. ✨A mom asked me if I had found a pair that fit SMOs and I sent this little video to her. I figured, why not share with y’all? ☺️ I got these at buybuybaby for about $8. With the Velcro sides that open all the way and wide front, they’re perfect for the SMO. They come in other colors that are also gender neutral. 😊 the brand is Stepping Stones. Don’t forget to use your bed bath and beyond or BBB coupon 😁 tag someone to spread the word 😁 #welcomesummer#itsgonnabelit#summer2018#orthopedic#smos#smo
He walked about 5/8 of a mile before deciding that I needed a little practice carrying extra weight...you know, just in case the need should ever arise. Garrus is cool like that...he's always got my back... (pun intended)😆 Then, to keep with the theme of ultimate preparedness, he had to practice his army crawl (swipe left)...now I'm wondering if there have ever been any Young Marines with Down Syndrome...? Hmm...anyone know? #GarrusMalachi#StreakingWithTheCoolKids#YoungMarines#TheLuckyFew#LifeIsBetterWithYou#NothingDownAboutIt
We are doing a buddy walk this coming October to support children's hospital of Philadelphia this place is forever our favorite hospital. From the time I was 26 weeks pregnant till my son was 10 days old they helped us bring our son into this amazing world safety and I will be forever grateful for them. Please if you can check out the link in my bio and if you can no donation is too small to help us bring awareness and raise money for down syndrome because life truly is better with them! 💙💛 #t21#dsdn#downsyndrome#downsyndromerocks#upsyndrome#lifeisbetterwithyou#buddywalk#childrenshospitalofphiladelphia
We met some of the nicest people at church today. Too bad Ellie just wasn’t feeling it. We’ve been in full summer travel mode for the last month and she hit her “all done” point today. Some days you just need to rest 😴
Let's throw it back to January with this love of mine. So beyond grateful for this human, the love I have for you travels much farther than any galactic adventure possible.
#happypride #🌌 #🌈 #myhuman#lifeisbetterwithyou
What do you see when you look at this face? A little boy or JUST Down syndrome? I will tell you what I see. I see a little boy. I see determination and joy. I see love. I see laughter. I see empathy and understanding. I see innocence. I also see Down syndrome, but I see it after ALL of those other things.
At the children’s museum the other day there was this mom that wouldn’t stop staring at him. She didn’t say a word- just stared. I don’t think she knew that I noticed. But how could I not? I could feel it. Even when I wasn’t looking at her- I could feel her eyes following us. It made my stomach curl into knots. I was so uncomfortable.
. The staring isn’t necessarily what bothers me- it’s the thoughts that come with it. She made me so uncomfortable because I couldn’t stop thinking, “what is she thinking about when she looks at him?” Is she staring because she thinks he’s cute? Is she staring because he is so rambunctious and loud? Is she staring because he has Down syndrome? Does she think he’s weird? Is she thinking unkind thoughts? Is she trying to keep her child away from mine?!
I know this sounds terrible but I couldn’t take it anymore. I scooped Easton up and left. I didn’t say anything to her. I just ran away from the situation. When I got to the car, I sat there holding Easton in the front seat and cried. I cried for so many reasons. I felt like a coward for running away. I should have spoken to her. Maybe she was just curious. I could have educated her a little bit. I felt like I was unfit to be his mother. I am supposed to be this strong person, and stand up for him. But in that moment, I felt as though I had completely let him down.
I also cried because what if she was thinking unkind thoughts toward my boy. That thought just makes me so unbelievably sad. Tears are running down my face right now just thinking about it. I don’t understand how anyone could look at him and not see love and joy. It literally overflows from every pore of his body. His empathy and love for others is already so present at 16 months old. For example....
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I often think about how we’re in that sweet spot of life where our parents are still young enough to really enjoy the girls and the girls absolutely love spending every moment with them during these visits. Cherishing these days and hoping for many more.
🦀Sunday Funday. Tide Pool Hoppin’.🦀 She gets lost in her own world of make believe out here along the shoreline. This afternoon, we played pirates in a little beach fort that we stumbled upon on Ribera beach. I can’t get enough of watching Audri’s imagination grow and I love how much this little soul of hers adores the sea.