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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Saturday, October 29, 2011

My Journal - Week 114 (29Oct11)


I spent some time these past few weeks taking photos of the kids - some of just Hayleigh (professional shots like the ones I PAID to have done for Hunter back in 2009) and some of them together, not professional style.  I had originally wanted to do the "brother, sister" shots as professional shots, but Hayleigh stopped co-operating after about 20 minuets of her own shots!

Never the less, here are some new photos of the kids.  (The first set are just taken with my iPhone).  It's not what you take them with, it's how you take them.

I love my Sister... does she love me?

I'll just give her a kiss, see if she likes it!

Hey!  Looks like it worked, she likes it!

Now we are both very happy kids Mommy!

Aww, I am such a good big brother, Hayleigh wants more kisses!

Looks like she's just going to come give them to me now!

You are such a good baby!  I do love you too!

 Here are Mommy's very own personal PRO Shots of Miss Hayleigh.  Hummm, maybe I should get into taking photos of babies... wouldn't hurt!  And it's very lucrative!  Have you any idea how much they charge for a photo session and their packages?!  Every new parent gets hit up with that charge and not many parents would say no... when it's their first baby!  Tell me what you think of my photo taking... keep in mind - I did it in less than 20 minutes.  

Like this Mommy?  Is this how I pose?

Hummm, Mommy says this is my pink bear....

What is this basket thing?  At least I have my bear!

I'm so cute...

My blankie tastes good!

Ohhh!  Don't eat the blankie!

Aren't I pretty?!

So much fun!
Now that's more like it!

I got you now Pink Bear!

Uhh, Bear?  Where are you going?!

My Bear is so nice!

Check me out in the basket again!

My casual shot after the shoot is all done!
And just for fun, two of the professional shots that were taken of Hunter when he was just 8 weeks old!
Hunter:  Me and my rubber duckies!

Hunter:  Me and my First Teddy Bear!

And how weird is it that Hunter had (and still has) more hair than Hayleigh, when it specifically says, babies with Ds have less hair than typical babies and much more sparse hair in general.  I guess someone forgot to tell Hunter this.... He had a full head of hair when he was born - so long it was touching the back of his neck when came into the world.  Hayleigh is still missing her hair to this day... we are hoping for a growth spurt for her hair since the rest of her doesn't seem to have that problem!!!
Oh and just for the record, Hayleigh beat Hunter with her teeth.  She has two teeth already which came out at less than 4 months of age.  Hunter wasn't that far off mind you, his first one did pop up/out 3 or 4 times at four months (called a floating tooth) but didn't come in permanently until he was about 6 months old.  I think it maybe time to stop breastfeeding Hayleigh too, as she has no qualms about biting me... AND LAUGHING at me after I yelp when she does it!

I would love your honest answers to my question; Would you use me to take photos of your children?

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