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
Author: Sandi Graham-McWade, Copyright
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Sunday, February 6, 2011

My Journal - Week 77 (06Feb11)

Tiny Taekwon-do Tot!!!

The interests are now surfacing.... 

After taking and then teaching the martial art of TaeKwonDo for several years, and also becoming a 2nd degree black-belt many assumed that I would not only be teaching the art to my future children but that since it was such an enormous part of my life and obviously ran so deeply in my blood - those same future children would likely come out already practising kicks, punches & blocks.  I guess some could have said they would be "genetically engineered" to know the art!  I even had one friend tease me during my entire pregnancy with Hunter saying, "I bet you will have Hunter doing TaeKwonDo before he even walks...."  I guess it wasn't far from the truth - in all aspects.  I have never taught Hunter a single TaeKwonDo move, yet these past few weeks Hunter has proven the art is definitely running in his veins.  I am certain my Master Instructors Mst. Porter and Mst. Jong Park would be proud!  I definitely am, as is Daddy!  Now, whether or not the moves themselves are correct (which for now is beside the point) the mere fact that Hunter is showing an interest and thinks it is so much fun, proves to me that I should cultivate it and see where it goes.

As a side note, another interest that seems to have surfaced besides the inner "Karate Kid" is Hunter's passion for music.  This really isn't anything new but last week and again today Hunter has decided and shown he loves to play my piano.  He sat with me and played for over 1/2 an hour.  For me, playing the piano through the Royal Conservatory was a skill that both my own Mother as well as myself, wanted me to do.  I personally love playing any instrument with Piano being my primary instrument.  I believe wholeheartedly that learning and playing music enhances education and general skills.  Once you can read music, any instrument will do.  Only problem for me was, I loved and preferred to play by ear.

With these new interests peeking, and noticing Hunter's preference to martial-ly maim his Father, I busted out the camcorder to video it in all its hilarity!  Not only was it a humorous spectacle, but it was definitely high on my cute and cool list!  Take a watch!

Part One...


Part Two... (The best part is when he stops and literally shows he's asking... "So or Well???!!")


Part Three...


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