365 days.

I'm not sure how Thursday will have me feeling. Pretty sure it won't be any different, but one never knows.

September 12, 2012. 4 pm. Diagnosis confirmed. Our new little boy has Trisomy 21.

I've reread posts from that time this week. And I am so grateful that I wrote about it in real time. The pieces and parts that I've all but forgotten now and so interesting to read as I am on this side of things.

The clear memory from that moment was relief. We had an answer and could move forward. I was convinced we wouldn't get an answer at all; that we would be left hanging further. But no, my wish was granted that day. An answer.

Was it the answer I hoped for? No, I feared so much that I didn't understand about DS.

Was it the answer I knew in my heart already? Yes.

One year later my days and nights are not consumed with an extra chromosome.

A year ago, I would have found that hard to believe. Really hard.

But, it is true.

Nearly 9 months into the world of the 21st chromosome and life is more the same than different. And the differences really have very little to do with T21 and much more to do with 4 kids.

How do 47 chromosomes impact my life right now?

1. Owen has lower tone.  If you hold him, he is wonderful and snuggly.  Not real solid sometimes. He sits up for a bit, but after a while, will just face-plant forward or whip himself back. But he is getting there.
2. SuperO will be in his infant carseat a bit longer since he can't quite manage to sit up in the shopping carts yet. (Bonus, my right arm is in tip-top shape!)
3. I can become consumed with Facebook and all our new friends.  This is truly the most life impacting piece.  Getting to know these moms and families over the past 6 months has been life-altering in the best of ways,  But sometimes the dishes and laundry aren't done quite as quickly while I putter around online.  (Sorry dear!) Although the money saved in therapy bills surely balances it all out in the end...although with all the trips I'd like to take to meet moms and babies, this might not be the cheaper option....
4. ummmmmm....

That's it.  3 things.  All of which seem pretty minimal in the scheme of life.

But, if you told me that a year ago, I wouldn't have believed it.

Don't get me wrong.  This is not the case for all families connected to DS.

In the hundreds of moms I've had the privilege to meet, there have been (and still are) many medical ups and downs.

There have been scary moments.  There have been thoughts and prayers sent at full force to families around the world.

But I am sure you all have a story of a kiddo who has been sick. Really sick.  And most likely, they did not have Down syndrome.

Crummy things happen every day.  But for our family, DS is not one of those things.

But, if you told me that a year ago, I wouldn't have believed it.

One year later....I love deeper.  My kids. My husband. Myself.

One year later....I have more faith, grace, hope. These make up the cornerstones in my life.

One year later....I am quickly growing to be the person I am destined to be.

But, if you told me that a year ago, I wouldn't have believed it.