Today I am celebrating you and the joy you have brought to my life. Yesterday I had read some comments on a website that I visit occasionally that confused me, enraged me, and essentially rocked my world and question the faith I put in so many people. I have heard the statistic before, but have never considered who would be behind these stats or ever think I would encounter one.
Over 90 percent of individuals who find out their baby has Down syndrome ends up getting an abortion. It’s a horrible, sad truth that is completely unacceptable. Never in my life have I been a confrontational person. I usually don’t even stick up for myself when I should. However, I had no problem telling these moms who said they “sleep perfectly fine at night” after having their DS babies aborted what I felt about them.
What made me even sadder was these women were already mothers. They know how precious life is, and it wasn’t that they didn’t want a baby….they didn’t want a baby with Down syndrome. I am confounded. I want to shake them, I want to scream at them, slap them, anything to get them to realize what a precious gift they have wasted. Unfortunately I cannot do any of those things, so I am left to pray for them. I pray that someday God will forgive them and for them to see the error in their ways. I pray that I can understand these people and that God will use you to show people that having a blessed baby is okay.
For now, at nine months and one day you continue to surpass everyone’s expectations. You are working hard at crawling and getting really close. You are starting to love your jumper, which is really nice for me to get things done at times. You still have no teeth, but they are in the making. You love posing for pictures and playing with the baby wipes package. You are definitely an outdoorsman. Yesterday you got mad at me after I took you back inside after swinging for a little bit. You are Daniel, not a diagnosis.
I love you!,
Your VERY lucky momma