October 9, 2010
Shock to My Heart
The other day I was talking to my friend about how I sometimes wonder if people know Rachel has Down syndrome. For example, if I'm out at a store and someone comments on how cute she is are they quietly wondering to themselves why she looks different than most kids? Why she is so small when I tell them she is 10 months old (I say her adjusted age to avoid explaining why she looks so small for a one year old!)? I told my friend I wouldn't care if people asked or noticed because I would rather they say something then walk away without.
Sometimes I think life has a way of giving you what you need. Yesterday at Carter's, my heart got a little shock. I was with Rachel and one of the store employees came over to see if we needed any help. She knelt down to "talk" to Rachel. The usual "Oh, she's so cute!" was followed by "She has Down syndrome, right?" BOOM. I think my heart stopped for a second. That was the first time anyone has ever asked me that question. Without skipping a beat I said "yep." I never in a million years thought I would feel that jolt. Maybe I still have some healing to do - even a year after her birth.