He is our grandson.

We have one week to go till our Baby J is due to be born! I am excited. I am scared. And then I am excited again. As we near this date, I continue to read and connect with other people who share similar experiences. This morning I read an incredibly moving blog. Those words prompted these words:

We have a grandson.
He has Down syndrome.
He is not Down syndrome.
He is our grandson.

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Expanding Our World

Last night after two long days of traveling, I connived my husband into watching "So You Think You Can Dance" with me. It's one of my guilty pleasures. If you've never seen it, there are some really spectacular dancers who show up to audition. Three judges decide whether the audition is worthy of a trip to Las Vegas for further auditioning. I find it to be fairly authentic and serious, as opposed to American Idol (which I still watch, BTW) which is often ridiculous and "fake." Anyway, one of the last dancers to take the stage was a young man named Cody. Cody has Down syndrome, according to his mom who was sitting in the audience. It's the first time I've seen a person with Down syndrome audition for any of these kinds of shows. Cody has some fairly serious speech difficulties, but was able to introduce himself and explain what he was there for--to audition with a hip-hop piece. He then said that the reason he came was that he was a fan of Ja

The Backstory

May 12, 2015 This is my blog...my first blog. It's called "Loving Baby J." So I think I'll start by telling you who Baby J is. Baby J. is my soon-to-be grandson--our first grandchild! And Baby J. has Down syndrome. I think I'd better start at the beginning. We've been hoping for a grandchild for a very long time, as our two children are in their mid- to late thirties. Christmas Day of 2014 we got the long-anticipated phone call. Our daughter and son-in-law had just discovered they were pregnant! I can't even describe the excitement and anticipation we felt, even though it was very, very early in the pregnancy. There were some ups and downs over the next couple months for our daughter (not us--we remained ecstatic!). She worried about carrying a baby at age 34-35, but when she saw her first ultrasound pictures, she made it over that worry hump. In fact, she was so much over the worry that we both started buying lots of "gender-neutral&quo

New Insight

Today has brought on some very new and interesting insights. I want to start with my daughter. As I said earlier, Jaime and I have always been very close. But I've always thought of her even at this age as "my little girl." I know. Kind of silly. I mean, she is 35 years old. But it's a mom thing. So when she and Ryan got pregnant, I still thought like that. And I thought that way when she called with this news of Down syndrome--I needed to be the comforting mom. But in the past 48 hours something has completely changed. I see her now for the amazing woman she has become. She has taken this news and just run with it! She's made contacts and done research; she's cried; she's rebounded. But most of all I have sensed this intense resolve...a tangible change I can feel through the phone. I am in awe! And I am so very proud! She and Ryan have GOT this! :)

Loving Baby J

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