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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Monday, June 4, 2012

My Journal - Week 145 (04Jun12)


I took (sorry - let me rephrase this).  I take so many photographs on a daily basis, it's hard for me to keep up with my blogs (I have three).  I often forget to publish what I have taken over time - really it, (the reason for not publishing) comes from a lack of having the time.  BUT sometimes there are just those certain photos which, when I take them - I know immediately that I want to publish "those" photos right away... despite not having much content or the time to write an entire post to accompany those photos.

So, without having much else to say at this moment (3:45am) I wanted to post these few photos I have taken over this past week.  They were just too sweet/cute not to share with my Blogger fans & friends.

Kisses for the photographer B&W 03Jun2012
I love my Mommy SOOOO Much -  I give her kisses all the time.

Okay, clearly not ALL the time.

Hayleigh & Daddy 03Jun2012
Hayleigh loves tickles from Daddy!

Fill 'er up? 2012-05-29
I don't get it.  Mommy said that she was tired of pushing. 
She said if I wanted to go faster, I should get a better fuel source - so why is everyone looking at me so funny...?

Portrait of Hayleigh in Stroller 2012-05-29
Even Hayleigh gets "pushed" everywhere....!

Okay, I've changed my mind - it's always a good time to write.  Just so I can't say I haven't spent a little quality time blogging about Hunter's triumphs, I'll post a quick short note (ya right) about Hunter's speech.  We have just officially finished our first full block of six sessions for speech therapy through Grandview.  Wouldn't it just be ironic that on our final day, final session (one hour each) that Hunter made leaps and bounds during his session, talking up a storm today.  He hugged up to his Communicative Disorders Assistant therapist Krista (don't let me kid you, this child loves her much more than his official Grandview case therapist - Jessica) - every five minutes asking her for a hug.  His word use today was phenomenal.  Shake, Stop, Up, Down, Pull, Please, Open, Bye, More, Head... the list goes on. 

I haven't been keeping up to date writing about just how much this child has been talking and mimicking just about every word he hears.  I definitely blame (in part) his baby sister's new mimicking of vocabulary.  Which we anticipated would happen.  Though Hayleigh isn't really talking a whole lot just yet, Hunter is quick to make sure that he out does his sister by picking up the pace with his speech.

With that in mind, we have decided to work heavily on his cognitive skills and abilities, (the occupational side of things) so that we prepare him for school next year.  Did I say school and next year in the same sentence?  Yes, Hunter starts Junior Kindergarten in September of 2013.  That's next years school year.  My stomach just did a huge flip flop.  I don't even think I will need to hold him back a year - at this rate he's flying (his birthday is August so I originally thought I might hold him back so that he's not the youngest in his classes but... probably not.). 

So, Jenn (Hunter's EI) and I are working to put together several colour matching and various other skill set items for Hunter to work with.  Since his speech seems to have blossomed, we always keep things moving along so that his mind doesn't get lazy.  Hunter's usual fashion is to work heavily on one topic and then once mastered, move to the next.  So move on we shall do.  Picture matching, colour matcthing and other types of puzzles are what Jenn and I will be "GLUING" together tomorrow.  I plan to take photos of the different types of creative (AND CHEAP) ideas of learning tools.  I spent all evening running about the city purchasing (from Dollarrama and Walmart) the glue sticks and gun, the pom-poms and adhesive magnets, lamination machine and the rest so that we can power through making these occupational therapy home items to teach my stubborn little man how to excel with his super-ly active brain!

See you on the flip side... when I am anything but awake to create a colour button matching tray....

1 comment:

  1. As Hunter's heading to Kindergarten and turns your tummy imagine this scene; Our son sits on my bed listening to Spice Girls from his iPad and blurts out," I have tears rolling down my face. I'm getting old. We're all getting old. I'll be 40 in 2013 and it's coming soon! I don't know why I feel so melancholy."


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