Welcome to Our House - The Analogy ©

Having a baby is special. For some, it’s a lifelong dream, for others, a wonderful surprise. Either way, many of us have thought about taking this journey and whether it’s planned or a pleasant surprise, we all have preconceived ideas about what our child will look and be like. But what if it isn’t what we planned or expected? This is a short story I have written for parents who have or are expecting an exceptionally special child.

Welcome to our House – An analogy

After many months of dreaming, you finally decide it’s time. You are going to build that perfect house of your dreams. You have saved and saved, and now it’s time to put your plan into action. You find a wonderful, perfect piece of land in the city. It’s exactly what you are looking for – because it’s the plan that everyone talks about. You envision the all brick house sitting on luscious green grass, surrounded by a white picket fence. Inside is a marble foyer leading into a family room with beautiful oak hardwood floors. Granite lines the kitchen counter tops and there is an island sink in the middle. Upstairs has four perfect bedrooms and the master bedroom has an ensuite bathroom and an enormous walk-in closet, of course. It’s truly a dream come true, and it’s only a matter of time. You purchase the land and think to yourself, in nine short months, you will have it all.

But suddenly your agent calls to tell you, the land is not properly zoned, and the city has not approved it for building your perfect home. They have instead, given you land in the country, where an old country home sits. You are absolutely devastated, your dreams vanishing right before your eyes. You know you can’t back out now, you need a place to live, and despite it not being what you wanted, you know that somehow you will manage and that you can continue on.

You tell everyone what has happened, and everyone is disappointed, some even offering their condolences. You know that everyone else has a nice city home, and that was what you had planned, but you have to come to terms with the fact that you must learn to live in the country.

You go to see the property every month until closing and something funny happens. You start to fall in love with the place. The air is fresh, it’s peaceful and serene. There’s a pond on the land, and the house, though not a new all brick home, is quaint, and has lots of hidden potential. You soon realize it’s not a awful place, it’s just a different place. It’s slower paced than the city, less noisy and flamboyant, but it’s beautiful none the less. And in the process, you soon realize you may even get to meet some new and wonderful neighbours.

Its closing day and you suddenly find yourself full of anticipation, but you are still a little worried. After all, it isn’t what you had originally hoped for, and the house may need some repairs. But you are determined to accept it, and tackle everything one step at a time. You open the front door, and suddenly you are thrilled with what you see. The house is lovely, and has lots of character. The rooms are smaller but it’s decorated with beautiful attention and detail. The kitchen has marble instead of granite, and the bathroom has a soaker tub instead of a Jacuzzi. There isn’t a walk-in closet in sight, but the rooms all come with an indescribable view. Somehow, you just know that it was always meant to be and that this is now home.

This is my analogy of what it will be like for people who discover that they will be caring for a baby with Down syndrome. For us, it is not a terrible place to be, it is a journey full of surprises, milestones and discovery like any other child. And as the story suggests, sometimes it’s only a matter of ‘point of view’, and surprisingly, once you have been there, you don’t want to be anywhere else. The journey, like all others doesn’t come without some bumps in the road, but once you find your way, it’s all about the place you discovered, in most cases - quite by random chance
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Thursday, September 9, 2010

My Journal - Week 55 (09Sep10)

Progress Progress everywhere, now how about a straw?!

It is always important to talk about accomplishments.  And it seems with Hunter, they come in groups.  I believe that it's not that Hunter is gifted to produce milestones in threes, I think it more has to do with the fact that I will attempt a group of things for him to try all the same time.  This time, after the standing and all I thought to myself, let's try the Nuby Sip and Flip flexible straw cup.  I had purchased this cup about a month of so ago, knowing that I needed a different sort of cup/bottle for Hunter's juice.  Since Hunter drinks his milk, water and juice, I wanted him to realize that each one comes in a different container.  I wanted to stop putting them all in bottles.  At one time I had put the water and juice in to his sippy cups.  However, I found that when he drank out of the sippy cups he drank a tremendous amount less then he would from his bottle.  I know that this was because it is just harder work to drink from a sippy cup rather then a bottle.  And after realizing that he definitely wasn't getting the amount of fluids I wanted him to because of the sippy cups, I resorted back to his bottles for the last month.

Today I busted out the Nuby Flip and Sip Straw cup.  He used it like a champ.  And of course he would!  He's Hunter!  And why this surprises me (still), I am not really even sure.  He will do what ever you want him to, so long as you give him few tries to acclimate to it!  Even though I know that he will do this, and I am the first to say, never limit your child, I still laugh that he does these things that I ask of him.

Here are some pictures of the learning experience, (not for Hunter) for me - once again!

I don't know Mommy, what exactly is this thing and what do you want me to do with it?
Okay, I will try it.  I am not too sure if I will like it, but I will try.
Humm, not too bad!  And I even get juice as a reward?  Pretty neat!  I love my juice.
Ha!  Now I am an old pro at this!  I will even do it for Grandma!
Look at me go!  I am something else, aren't I?  Yep, I know I am smart and cute to boot!
Seriously, Hunter is smart.  And he makes sure I know it every time we do something involving skill.  I am so grateful that I always had told Hunter the words for the actions he had done since he was born.  Every time he sucked from his bottle, I would say "suck, suck" or for his sippy cups, "sip, sip".  I think it really was beneficial for when I brought him the straw cup and straight out told him to "suck, suck" and "sip, sip".  He knew exactly what I wanted him to do with the straw and we obviously then had success!  My recommendation for anyone trying to teach the use of a straw, is to do these things.  Explain what you want them to do, and I also found that a few demonstrations from Mommy using his straw cup couldn't hurt either.  Today I learned an additional two things as a result of teaching Hunter how to use a straw.  Hunter knows exactly what I mean by the words "suck" and "sip", and he also is a visual learner.

Yay for Hunter!!

1 comment:

  1. YAY HUNTER!! I need to tackle the straw for Mari too...maybe I ought to get the one you had success with. :)

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