Because…Jack.
What happened next is what felt like the punch and what makes life with a child with Down syndrome the hardest and challenging part of the journey.
The articles read the words ‘healthy’ and ‘good news’. I read the ignorant comments and reactions. And then saw the follow up story by the Today Show, ‘Uplifting update after pregnancy complications’…A news ‘story’ sharing the ‘answered prayers’ expressing great relief.
‘But then, they received some good news from her doctor that their genetic tests were negative, indicating that their baby will not have Down Syndrome. “
The world was rejoicing over the fact that the baby doesn’t have Down syndrome.
Punch in the gut. Your answered prayers are that your baby will not be like my son.
And now people are singing praises of God because there aren’t any more ‘complications’? Is this the same God people are quick to forget, mock, or deny when life is not affected by such ‘devastating’ news? Please.
“Baby is healthy, baby doesn’t have Down syndrome.”
Just to clarify, a baby with Down syndrome doesn’t = unhealthy. Anyone who knows about this unique genetic condition or who is blessed by a person who has it knows this isn’t a disease. A baby with Down syndrome may have health concerns and/or a heart defect, but the diagnosis itself doesn’t define a baby as unhealthy.
As I wrestled with my feelings and fears in the beginning, I recognized that many things contribute to our grief over what we thought our lives would look like. But I came to understand that the grief of who I thought my child would be was easily forgotten when I discovered who he was uniquely created to be. Those feelings were also impacted by the grief of how the world doesn’t accept that my child is different, whether his life should be celebrated and valued, or bluntly put, existent. And from this news report, I can assume the world is sad for me.
There are so many thoughts rolling through my head…which, quite frankly, have been stirring in my heart and mind for years. I haven’t had much time to sit and write a blog post lately, because I’m working hard to help medical providers recognize that when they share the diagnosis of Down syndrome, they should share it without their personal bias. Example: Your hopes and dreams are over for your child because he has Down syndrome. (2018)
“I have bad news, your baby has Down syndrome.”
Again, just to clarify, Down syndrome is not a bad thing. It’s unexpected.
A question I often ask myself is, “How are families loving their lives with their baby with Down syndrome, yet the way the diagnosis is given is as if it’s devastating news”? Why such a disconnect? How does that impact a parent’s ability to accept their new life? Why does research say that 99% of individuals with Down syndrome love their lives? I sure know a lot of people who don’t have Down syndrome who don’t love their lives. Maybe we could learn a little something from individuals with Ds.
Let’s also not forget that 50 years ago in our beloved country, if I was to deliver a baby with Down syndrome, a person in a position of power, my doctor, would so directly (as if a fact), tell me not to take my ‘Mongloid”, ‘Retarded’, or ‘Down syndrome child’ home, but put ‘them’ in an institution, because “they” won’t do anything.
This contributes to why we are so scared of Down syndrome today.
My heroes are the parents who took their CHILD (not diagnosis) home and raised him or her just like any other child. Saw the potential, blazed the trail for all the families like mine, seeing their child as a gift and not the so-called ‘burden’ that has labeled them for decades.
Over the past six years of learning more about my son and meeting hundreds of new families that are raising a child with Down syndrome, those words have gone from a question to a statement.
Why we are so scared of Down syndrome.
“Your baby has Down syndrome, do you want to keep her?”
“Your life will be filled with pain and suffering.”
These statements, these assumptions, these moments of celebration of results that the baby doesn’t have Down syndrome, are contributing to the idea that it is okay for the world to think that you don’t have to have a baby with Down syndrome.
So as our world is trying to become more accepting of ALL people, I ask you, really? The most dangerous place for a preborn baby with Down syndrome is a mother’s womb, and these babies are discriminated against from the very beginning. I want a baby, but not THAT baby. Not to mention that now the conversation is happening even before conception, with an infertility doctor defining an embryo as not viable if the genetic makeup includes an extra 21st chromosome.
As I mentioned earlier, I can empathize with receiving unexpected news. We all respond differently to circumstances, and a lot of that is impacted by our life experiences up until that time. But I can’t help but point out that the view and opinions of others heavily impacts and influences our response.
“You won’t want to connect with other parents, because they will persuade you differently.”
But before this narrative around Down syndrome was created, society had impacted how we view (measure) others. We do it every day, almost every conversation. Emphasizing WHAT we do, rather than WHO we are. Compiling the notion that WHAT a person accomplishes brings value to life, versus WHO you were created to be. Easily defining and determining if a life has worth or is worthy of it, listing accomplishments and achievements, labeling each other with words of smart and gifted, instead of attributes of caring, compassionate, and loving. But really, who needs those anyway? The world has too much love, right?
If you’re a parent and have never had to defend your child’s life, please know that there are parents every day having to do so, because we are so scared of Down syndrome, which has contributed to a choice. There is also the space in which, when there are difficult moments on this journey, I hesitate to share (with those not close to me) because it’s often assumed that it’s hard because our child has Down syndrome, and nothing to do with the fact that raising kids and parenting are hard. But we signed up for this, right?
Here’s a glimpse into one mom’s experience (which is all too common).
A few weeks ago, I ran into an old co-worker/acquaintance. As she came up to me, smiling, she asked if she could see B. I replied, “Of course.” I was told how beautiful she was and that she enjoys seeing pictures of her, and how lovely it was to see her in person.
Followed by, “Are you happy you chose life for her?”
I immediately gasped, thinking to myself, ‘Am I hearing this right? Was I JUST asked this question?’ I responded, “Of course, there was nothing to question and never a thought.”
Followed by her, “Well, that’s good. Life will be really difficult for you. I’ll be cheering for you. Happy Holidays.”
Stephanie Muench
I too was scared and saddened that my granddaughter was born with Down Syndrome. I got down on my knees and broke down and cried and prayed. I was ignorant. I knew nothing about DS. I have learned so much from my granddaughter Ava. She is now 11 and has "rocked" our world. She has made me better. She has made all of us better.
Stephanie Muench