Down Syndrome Stories
This is my story; This will
My name is Amy. I am 24 years old
and I have a story to tell you. Let me start with
giving you a little background information about myself.
I have been married twice, the first was a huge mistake
and learning experience. The current one is a blessing
and a new life, I have one daughter who just recently
turned a year old. She was born full term with no pre
or post labor complications or diagnosis. She was born
at 8lbs10oz. I also have 2 step daughters, my husband
Patrick brought these two in from a previous relationship.
So, in our house the female to male ratio is slightly
out about 7months ago that I was pregnant again. You
must understand, this was not really a planned pregnancy
and came as quite a shock, considering that my daughter
at the time was only 5 months old. After, we realized
that this was going to happen I made appointments and
got on the mommy-to-be train again. At the beginning
of my pregnancy everything went as planned, I had all
the normal sympotoms, and had no worries. The time came
when they had to do the AFP Testing(Alpha-Fetal-Protein)
this test normally detects birth defects through blood
work. The results came back, and the nurse called to
tell me the news.
I answered the
phone and the nurse told me that my tests had came back
and she wanted to explain the results to me. She told
me that it had came back a little skewed, she said that
my chances of having a baby with downs were higher than
normal, but she had seen higher ratios come back wrong.
She said my stats were that the chances were 1 out of
155, that meants my chances were really minute that
there would be anything wrong with my baby.With that
news I was greatly upset.. I did not understand. I thought
that only women who were older in age had babies with
downs.. I thought that women who were bigger, had more
children, and over the age of 35 were the ones who had
babies like this. I did not understand.. I kept telling
myself in the back of my mind.. The test is wrong..
everything will be normal.
After visiting a specialist
who checked for the downs syndrome markers told us that
our soon had 2 of the 8 markers they check for. He had
the absent nasal bone and there were heart abnormalities.With
this news I kept staring at the ceiling as tears fell
down my cheeks, the Doctor said that he could perform
and amnio and that would conclude any questions we had..
as if he did have downs or not. My husband came to my
side and we both agreed that no matter what this
was our child and we would show unconditional love to.
After the amnio.. we were told that we would be having
a little boy.(Tyler was not shy on the ultra sound about
showing us his manly-hood) This news took the tears
from our eyes of sadness to absolute tears of joy. The
son, my husband wanted, the grand-son my father wanted,
and the little mamas boy I wanted, those wishes were
all coming true.
About a week passed
and the test results came back. they were positive.
My child had been diagnosed with downs. I was given
"alternate solutions for my situation", but
before they could be explained to me I cut the doctor
off mid sentence and told him we had made our choice,
because God had given us this child for a special reason.
I kept trying to show a happy face, but honestly, I
must tell you that on the inside I was killing myself
with worry and guilt. You see, with my first child I
did not know I was pregnant until about 14 weeks.. I
had been living a lifestlye I am not proud to admit.
My health was not in good condition, so my cycle had
been messed up, and when I missed my period, it was
normal. I had been drinking, smoking, doing all kinds
of drugs at partys. Until I went to the clinic to get
on birth control and she told me she could not give
it to me, because I was already pregnant. To get to
the point, I was scared for the rest of my pregnancy
that my baby was going to have something wrong with
it, because I had done all of that stuff. When she was
born, the first question I asked my mom was "does
she have 10 fingers, does she have 10 toes." I
was so blessed when they told me she was perfectly healthy.
So when the sadness
ofTylers diagnosis finally hit me and I couldnt hold
all my thoughts in any more, I bought a journal and
began to write. Some of my entries were thoughts that
God was punishing me for what I had done with
Jaiden(my daughter), He had given me one child as a
wake up call, and now I would suffer for what I had
done in the past, the drugs, the alcohol, the divorce,
and some of the other bad things I had done. About 2
weeks past and I was still mentally drained from having
all these thoughts run through my head. Would I be a
good enough mother to care for someone with special
needs? Why did God choose us to have a son this way?
Why couldnt I have given my husband the "regular"
son he wanted? As you can see, Evil thoughts paraded
my mind continuosly, but never once did I consider aborting
Time passed and I went
back for my 23 week check up, at this point the doctor
looked over all the markers he had saw the first time,
and GOD had answered prayers. The fluid that he had
seen on the heart was measuring in the amount of normal
babies, and there were no apparent heart defects. There
were no growth abnormalities that he could detect. And
still for a pregnancy so early he only found the absent
nasal bone, I left the doctors office feeling like I
was going to be sick. Then when I called my mother to
tell her the news and she told me see, everything is
going to be all right I then realized it would.
My step daughters told
me, that no matter what happenedTyler would be there
brother, and they would love and take care of him. The
youngest of the two says"Amy I will help take care
of him, and if anyone makes fun of him.. I will tell
them That God has a purpose for him.. Do they know what
their purpose is?" You see even small children
have insight that us adults dont even see.
I dont know if my story
will help anyone, and even be read by anyone. I do know
that My Son who I am still carrying at 30 weeks is doing
great.. he is measuring a little bigger than normal
so maybe he will come sooner...He moves around all the
time, and already if Jaiden is crying on near my tummy
he will kick. I have reached this peace and calmness
mentally about my situation. I know that God will not
give me a child and not help me take care of him. I
know that God will not put any more stress on us than
we can handle. I know that God has a plan and purpose
for my son even before he was created. I dont know what
color hair he will , have nor do I know if he will say
mama or dada first, but I do know without a doubt he
will have a family that will love him, and take care
of him without any question in their mind.
So for those of you
that have been in a situation like mine or are currently
in a situation like mine, I would love to talk to you
and to keep in touch with you untilTyler is born. Who
knows.. Tyler may be someone that touches the hearts
of someone on here. The stories I have read have all
made me honored to share such a special occurance with
each and every one of you. My prayers are with all of
you....and I hope that you too, can share this with
someone. I will keep you all informed of the details
May God Bless,
The support, information and encouragement provided by the PPFL parents is not meant to take the place of medical advice by a medical professional. Any specific questions about care should be directed to a health care professional familiar with the situation.