The twins turned 5 today, and I’m stunned, and happy and proud too, that so much time has passed, and that they’ve grown into the little people they are. We celebrated with a fresh rhubarb cake (Bennett’s request) and whipped cream on top (Avery’s) and lots of singing: I think we sang the “Happy Birthday” song at least a dozen times. And too, blowing out the candles, and the wishes. I know it’s not my birthday, but I made a wish anyway: more. I want many, many more years of this happiness.
A few days ago, a mom to a child with DS sent an email and asked, “If there was only one piece of advice you could give me, what would it be?” I didn’t know what to tell her; or rather, I had too much to tell her. This was my partial attempt at an answer:
There’s so much to consider! About learning how to manage prejudice, and about what to say and when to say it, and about how to juggle schedules and therapies and all that. There’s forgiveness, for all of us, and strength, and love, and hope, too. And faith, in yourself, and your child. I guess if I had to pick just one thing, it would be this: let your child show you the way. You will find it, together, and it will be amazing. It will be all the things you hoped it would be; it’s all there, waiting for you.
I don’t think it was a particularly good answer! And so now I’m wondering, what is the one piece of advice you’d want to share with new parents?