Down Syndrome

This This got me thinking about all those simple, wonderful things that go along with having a child with Down syndrome. The stuff they don't tell you when the genetic counselor is sitting there with a flip board explaining chromosomes and whatnot...

I spent twenty years of my life wishing he were “normal.” Imagining. Yearning. Wondering about ordinary things like—what would he be like? What would he look like? Would we get along, and what would we have in common?

The following poem was written for my daughter Madison shortly after her birth. Madison was born with Down Syndrome...

Two aspects of her fruitful life are particularly intriguing. She is a prolific author of both whimsical children’s and more reflective adult books. And some 24 years ago, she and her husband adopted and raised two infants with Down syndrome only 4½ month...

My husband and I alternated between feelings of grief, numbness and anger.