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Agostini
Orlando, FL
agostinia@hotmail.com
Story submitted:  April 8, 2000

My precious ANGEL was born 11 years ago. His name is Gabriel David but we call him Gaby. He lives with me (mom), his 21-month-old sister, and his grandparents. Gaby is a very handsome young man that loves to play PlayStation games, use his CD ROM's on my computer, and watch TV.  He is a very talented dancer and his favorite musical group is Backstreet Boys. He also think he is Ricky Martin. He loves his sister so much that he gave me thanks for having her when she was born.

He enjoys life in general but not going to school. He doesn't know how to write or read yet because it is not part of his interest right  now. He goes to special setting in a public local school and he is starting to learn some English words.  He is entering to puberty at  this age and suffering these physical and emotional changes which I don't know how to handle yet. If any of you are going through the same situation, please contact me.

Having a son with mds has been a very challenging and rewarding experience to me. I am glad to have found a group of parents in a  similar situation. I am here to share with you all you need to ask me and wish to find answers to my questions.     
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Alvarez
Norwalk, CA
Alvysma@live.com

Story submitted:  January 20, 2010

My beautiful granddaughter was born seven weeks early and appeared very healthy. Because she was early, she was transported to a neonatal facility for care. While in the hospital she was diagnosed with a heart condition and also tested for downs syndrome. We were so surprised when we were told she has mosaic down syndrome and knew absolutely nothing about it. After about 15 minutes of initial shock, the entire family just looked at each other and said- this changes nothing! God blesses each of us in his own way and she is definitely been our biggest blessing ever. My son and daughter in law immediately hugged each other and stated no tears or sadness - she's perfect the way she is.

Kayla is now one year old and an absolute joy! She has had one heart surgery to correct her VSD, ASD and one hole in her heart. She has the all clear and no more surgeries are needed.

Nothing brightens my day as much as when Kayla is at the house when I come home. She smiles and starts chatting like she's got a lot to tell me about. She's trying to walk now and wants to be constantly on the move. I think I'm about to remember what it was like to chase toddlers around the house....        Back to the Personal Stories page


Anderson
Milford, KS
apache3@oz-online.net
Story submitted:  November 6, 1999


I'm a proud father of a 10 week old little girl, Jordan Taylor, who has mds. We still don't know the percentage of normal cells yet, but it doesn't really matter, does it?   I'm in the Army and it has been very hard.  I've spent 6 out of the first 10 week of her life in the field away from my family. But I would also way think of them right before I went to sleep, be it 6 am. or midnight, when I would get a chance to go to sleep.  I was thinking about what a hard time my wife would be having with a new born and a 3 1/2 year old, but she did better than I did, some nights crying myself to sleep. And I thought the Army sending me to Korea in the middle of December, and missing my little girls first Christmas and birthday was tough, it was a piece of cake compared to the 6 weeks I was in the field.

Jordan, so far, is doing really well.  She rolled over for the first time 2 day ago.  All 3 of us where laying on the floor watching her.  She was flinging her legs in the air, and next thing you know she was over, resting on her forearms, head up looking at us.

When I found out that she had mds, I was in the field, and I promised myself that I would treat her just the same as I treat her older sister. I still don't know a whole lot about mds, didn't feel the need to find out. Just because she has mds, doesn't change the fact the she's my little angel.  Ashley, the bigger sister, was so mad that she wasn't my little angel any more, but now she's the big sister. All grown up, doesn't want help any more, even helps me wash the dishes after dinner now.

Well, I guess that's about it for now.  I hope to hear from everyone out there.   Back to the Personal Stories page


Anonymous1
Rancho Cucamonga, CA
lnrchld@aol.com
Story submitted:  April 6, 2001

My son Jeffrey was born 3 weeks early. I had a very easy pregnancy, labor and delivery. No signs of any problems.  His apgar scores were 8 than 9.  About 5 hours after delivery, a neonatologist walked in my room and asked if there were any problems with anybody in our families.  At that moment I knew something was seriously wrong.  He then informed us that the pediatrician saw some mild features and in 3 weeks I would know. One week later my pediatrician called and asked, "Is this Mrs. X?"  I said, "Yes," and he said, "Your baby has downs."  I was in complete shock. I was totally ignorant.  My son, at this point, has no physical or health concerns.  We are going in for an echogram and we are very nervous.  Jeffrey is the most incredible child.  I know that we will always expect the most  and accept the least.  I do have Jeffrey on TNI and do plan on putting him on Pricetan.  I feel very fortunate to have the opportunity to raise such a wonderful child.            Back to the Personal Stories page


Barabas
Romania
BY_DESIGN@HOTMAIL.COM

Story submitted:  September 7, 2001

My little daughter, Flavia, 2 years old, was diagnosed with MDS.  Here, in Romania, I didn't find books dedicated to this subject (especially for parents). What can I do to get one, to send me one, and where can I resolve
her problems (She was operated in Hungary at both knees, but she still can't walk!).

I knew a Romanian girl who had a identical problem and who was operated on in England, ten years ago, successfully, but her operation cost was 80,000$ (from DS Association England, I heard), money that I never can get.

I quit my job to stay with Flavia, and I work at home as dtp for a few doctors.  I earn approximately 75$ each month, enough to buy little things for me and my girl.    

I am not a desperate woman, I try to learn and do things which can help us.         Back to the Personal Stories page


Baslee
Boonville, MO
TWBASLEE@SBCGLOBAL.NET
Story submitted:  May 19, 2007

Emily was born on August 16, 2000 by C- Section. The next day the doctor came to our room and told us that our baby has sign of down syndrome and needed our permission to test her. I immediately was embarrassed for this doctor who was in the wrong room and telling the wrong people about someone else's poor baby. By the time he left our room I realized he was not in the wrong place. My husband and I were so scared. It took a week to get the results back. Mean while we had to take this child home (who looked perfectly ok to us). When we went to the doctor for her 1 week check up we were told that she had Mosaic Down Syndrome. 10% of her cells had the DS. We were assured this was a very good number. We just knew that they would tell us she was fine, I kept praying that God would show me the lesson in all this and it would be over soon. Well we took her for all the normal tests for DS heart, hearing, genetics, etc. All was well. Emily rolled over, crawled and walked all with in "normal" ranges. She has delayed in speech and potty training. Still working on both but almost done with the potty. I am sure she will be in speech therapy for several more years. But she is doing very well.  She went to 2 years of Early Childhood Preschool. She just finished her Kindergarten year at a private Christian school. She kept up with the others in her class for the most part. She just had her graduation this week. We are so proud!! Emily is very loving to those she knows well. She has really came out socially in the last 6 months. She loves her music, movies and "boy" toys. We could not love her more. She is the Biggest blessing we could have ever asked for and never knew we wanted. Aside from a few impactions Emily has had no serious medical complications. We just can't wait to see what she will overcome next!
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Bates
Ceres, CA
Jabates@prodigy.net
Story submitted:  July 24, 2001

I am writing this story in hopes that it will help new parents whose children have just been diagnosed with MDS. When my daughter Jessica was born, I was 21 years old, and my husband and I had been married for almost 3 years. I did not have the AFP screening performed because my mother had asked me, "well what if there is something wrong, would you terminate the pregnancy?" Realizing she was right and how much she knew that I could never do that to My child I said no and opted to not have the testing done. 

I did have a difficult pregnancy with Jessica.  I went into pre-term labor at 6 months and was put on complete bed rest; in and out of the hospital 4 times to stop my labor; and monitored at home for contractions. I feel that it was a blessing in disguise that I didn't know ahead of time about Jessica's down syndrome just because I would have worried all day long, not knowing what to expect. 

When Jessica was born, I did also have a difficult delivery.  She had shoulder dystocia and the doctor said she should have been c-section. Regardless of the difficulty, looking at my beautiful baby girl I fell in love. She was born at 10:53 p.m. and I kept her in my room that night holding her in my arms just marveling over her. The next morning the pediatrician came in and my mother and father were in the room with us he told us he believed Jessica had down syndrome and we would know in about 2 weeks. Looking at me he said " I don't see any tears yet, mom" I was in a state of shock. Thinking back later I got angry at his comment. We had a very bad experience in the hospital and never even got our footprint sheet when we left the hospital.  The nurse called us later and we went back to the hospital to match up our bracelets and check her out. They never even showed me how to clean her umbilical cord before I was discharged from the hospital.  Being a new mother, I did not know how to do this. We finally got instruction from this nurse and filed a grievance with the hospital. I was told it wasn't because of her down syndrome that we were ignored but because of the day - it was New Year's Eve when we were discharged and they were "understaffed".  Anyhow thinking about all this at home I became so angry thinking "if these people are in the medical profession and this is how They treat us how are we going to be treated by society?" I was appalled at the unprofessional, ignorant attitudes. But I think that just made me hold Jessica closer to me and realize early that I have to be her advocate. 

There was really not much information on MDS. We later were told her kayotype test was negative for DS and then for Jessica's 2 week checkup the doctor listened to her heart and said "she had a heart murmur which is characteristic of a child with down syndrome."  Well, I told him how we received news that the test was negative, and he said there was a mistake at the lab, we'll have the test results in the next week. My husband and I were on pins and needles, this was the longest week of my life. My mother had taken a week off work to help me out with the baby, and she called one night asking if I wanted her to come over and help and I just fell apart - started bawling on the phone.  I was trying to be so tough that I felt guilty letting anyone help. My husband and I hadn't yet discussed the possibility of what the test might reveal. He told me that he felt angry at God like WHY US?! But then he said something that I KNOW is the truth, he said "Maybe God gave her to us because he knew we would Love her, NO matter what." The pediatrician phoned us at home and informed us, with my husband on one line and I on the extension, that our beautiful baby girl did in fact have Mosaic Downs Syndrome. 

Jessica had an ASVD and saw the heart specialist every month for evaluation.  She had repair done at 4 months of age and came through it with no problem . She reached all of her milestones right on time and it seemed that the muscle weaknesses that she had at an early age had disappeared. She is a little fighter. And she is now 7 years old, we've come a long way and been through a lot. But it has just made me love and appreciate her more. She is in a Learning Handicapped class and is very shy. She still has language delays and some learning obstacles but nothing that I feel we can't work through - so what if she didn't read in kindergarten? The most important thing is she knows she's loved and the triumphs that other people take for granted are that much greater for us. Please don't let anyone dash your hopes and tell you what your child can and cannot do.... ALL children can learn!!
Thanks for allowing me to share... Good luck with your baby!        Back to Personal Stories Page



Beets
Knoxville, TN
Mommy706@aol.com
Story submitted:  September 27, 1999



Angel_Karlee.jpg (4937 bytes)My name is Linda Beets and I am a 31 year old mother to a beautiful little girl named Karlee, who just so happens to have mds. I hope any new parent who reads this can feel better about their child's lives and know that this diagnosis is not the end of the world. It is not what we Karlee is all about. She just so happened to have a chromosome test at birth. Can you imagine what chaos we would all be in if we had a chromosome test at birth? Anyway, I hope you enjoy our story!

On 4/26/99 at 1:00 a.m. my water broke. Karlee's due date was 5/12/99. She decided to come a little early. My husband and I drove straight to the hospital after he showered! We spent all night and half the next day in labor. When my doctor checked me at 2:30 p.m. he decided it had been her bottom he had felt earlier instead of her head and told us she was breach and they would have to do a c-section. So, she was born 4/27/99 at 3:13 p.m.
When I first heard her cry it just didn't seem to be as strong as I imagined when I was pregnant. Even though I was under anesthesia the whole thing just seemed different that I had pictured. My husband held her first and then he brought her over to me. I thought the first time I saw her that her face just didn't look like I had imagined. When the doctors left I asked my husband I said "What's wrong with her, she looks like she has Down Syndrome or something?" He just said, "No, honey, nothing is wrong. She is fine." Well, that just wasn't good enough for me. I think a parent just knows when something don't seem to be right when it comes to their children. So, I started questioning everyone the nurses the doctors etc. Finally, a nurse said, "Mamam, Dr. Howick is in the nursery do you want him to check her?" and I said "Please do!"

To make a long story short this little girl had many people confused. Although she had some of the facial characteristics of down syndrome, they were very very slight and in fact, she looked quite a bit like her father did when he was first born. Then about 10 minutes later the nursery pediatrician and my OB-GYN doctor came in and said that she did have the characteristics of down syndrome. Well, then they sent the genetics doctor in about 10:00 p.m. that night to discuss chromosomes and to show me a chart of chromosomes. Which I was not in any condition to see!

Every physician just didn't seem to give me any hope. One doctor even had the alldasidy to say to me "Well, I know you feel as though you haven't gotten an Olympic athlete or the prom queen!" Well, that just really ticked me off. I am not a selfish person and really didn't feel as though that comment was warranted. How dare anyone tell me what she is or is not going to do! For God's sake give her a break she is just a baby. When we finally got her diagnosis 5 long days later, the genetics doctor told us that most people that have mds don't even know they have it! She also said "When she gets older you and your husband will be saying 'those doctors are crazy'".

We were very devastated at first by her diagnosis. I cried for a solid month. Everytime my husband and I looked in the mirror we cried. There were times I even asked myself, "am I crying for her or for me?" Now, 5 months later life is completely different. She has won our hearts over and every person that sees her just falls in love with her. She will probably be on Broadway because she constantly looks at the lights! I think it's a sign they are just calling her name!! (Ha! Ha!)

Our lives have been so enlightened by this whole thing. We were devastated at first. I wish we could go back and know then what we know now. One of our main questions was "How mild can down syndrome be?" Well, I can tell you it can be very mild. Our little Karlee is now 5 mos. old and she has hit all her milestones ahead of typical development. She rolled over at 8 weeks old. She moved from one end of her bassinet to the other when she was only 1 week old. And she has been making all the down syndrome books we've read to be out and out lies! Karlee is our only child and we wouldn't change her for anything. She is absolutely beautiful, inside and out. I can't imagine her any other way. I know God gave her to us because she will enrich our lives. We can't wait to wake up everyday and see the world around us through her eyes. I hope that all new parents can put aside the diagnosis and look at your child just as a beautiful little baby! Love it and teach it. After all it is a privilege to have that opportunity. Take advantage of it. I like to flatter myself sometimes and I tell myself that God gave her to me because he new I could teach her and I was so lucky that he picked me and my husband for her! (Just a thought!)

Congratulation on the birth of your baby! Anyone is welcome to contact me!    Back to Personal Stories Page



Bell
St. Cloud, FL
abell1700@aol.com
Story submitted:  October 13, 1999



SamanthaB.jpg (62528 bytes)My name is Denise Bell.   My daughter Samantha was diagnosed, at age three, with Mosaic Down  Syndrome.  Samantha has 16% Down Syndrome cells. I guess that is the reason that she fooled the  doctors for so long. She met/or exceeded the standards on all her milestones, except for speech.   She had, only slightly, some of the signs of DS. At her three year appointment, the doctor suggested that we do a Karotype (that was the longest weekend of my life).   When the doctor   called, I didn't hear her, only the sound of my own heartbeat getting faster and faster. I was so  afraid that the beautiful little girl I had grown to know and love was going to die because I  thought all DS children had lots of other problems, heart problems, etc. The only thing I remember  about the conversation was the doctor saying, "Denise, your daughter is very healthy, she is not  going to die." After a couple of hours, I remembered that the doctor mentioned Mosaic DS.  What did that mean? I called her back later to explain what MDS meant but she only said that sometimes that is milder than regular DS.

I am sure that the next year went like everyone else's, accepting, testing, wondering what I had done wrong.  But through all of those things the one thing I remember most was the love in Sam's  eyes everytime she looked at me.  She loved me unconditionally and I finally realized that I felt the  same way about her.  I love her no matter what.  I don't think anyone ever knows the amount of inner strength that they possess until they are faced with a challenge that they can only accept and never change.  My father had always taught me that life is what you make it and you can  make it anything you want. What he didn't tell me was how to deal with things that no matter  now hard you try, you can't change. That was the hardest lesson for me but with my strong faith in  God, there has been no challenge that we have come up against that we have not found a way  through it. I believe the God gave me Samantha to teach me patience (I am still learning that  one), but also He gave her to me because he has more faith in my husband and I than we have in ourselves.

Sam is now 9 years old.  I can't say that it has been easy but with God, my husband and family it  hasn't been that bad either.  One of the best things has been being able to talk with people going  through the same situations and feelings as I am.  Somehow when you know that you are not  alone it makes each step just a little easier.

Thanks for allowing me to tell our story.
Best of luck and love to everyone,
Denise

P.S. I know that I have told you a lot about Samantha but I want everyone to know that I also  have a wonderful stepson who is 18 years old and an Honors Program student at our local  Community College and a 2 year old named Hannah.  What more needs to be said than she is "two".    Back to Personal Stories Page

 


Blades
San Antonio, TX 

razorsharp5000@aol.com
 
Story submitted:  October 10, 2001

Stephanie was my first child, born January 7, 1985 in Iowa. Her father and I were both 21 years old and had not been married very long. My pregnancy with her was really uneventful. The only problem the doctor saw was lack of weight gain on my part and was worried that the baby wasn't growing. After three ultrasounds and a month of non-stress tests, it was determined that she was developing just fine. (The weight problem was a result of a bad marriage.) Signs that Stephanie had any problems didn't appear until I was in full labor. Her heart rate became irregular during delivery, however, after a very short six hour labor, she was delivered at 10:50 a.m., weighing 6 lbs. 3 oz. The doctor came to my room about 6:00 that evening to tell me that he had just examined the baby. Her father had just left the hospital to go home for awhile and so I was alone. He told me that she had signs of DS, he proceeded to tell me what the signs were. I was very unfamiliar with DS and the thought never crossed my mind that there could possibly be anything wrong with her. He told me that a blood test would be run and that we would get the results in about a week. I called my husband immediately and he came back down to the hospital. We then called all our family to tell them the news. He blamed himself and thought God was punishing him for making fun of his cousin who was also DS.

I divorced Stephanie's father when she was 9 months old. He had the hardest time accepting her. To me, she was the prettiest, cutest, smartest little girl full of potential. Her grandmother (her father's mother) told me that she was an angel sent by God, because she would never commit any mortal sin and she would have a direct link to Him. She was right! 

Stephanie and I became a team. We were out to show the world that DS people were people too. I was unaware at the time that she had MDS, but I couldn't figure out why she sometimes didn't look DS. Most of her teachers commented on how high functioning she was. I just figured we were blessed with a smart one. I never treated Stephanie any different than I would any other child. I have raised her as if she were normal and there have never been any excuses as to why she can't do something.

I eventually married again (and since divorced) and had another child in 1992. Stephanie adores her little brother, Alex. He is now 9 and her protector. He can be critical of her, but would never say anything mean. Most of the time, it's for her own good! In 1996, the three of us moved to San Antonio, Texas and live near my parents. They have become very close to Stephanie and Alex and we love having them a part of our lives. 

In 1999, Stephanie was in the hospital after a motor vehicle accident and one of the attending doctors came in with about 10 residents. She asked my permission for them to see Stephanie because of her rare type of DS. I was confused and asked what rare type. The doctor then explained to the students (and me) what the differences were with MDS. She pointed out some of the characteristics that Stephanie didn't have. She also explained that not all cells had the extra chromosome and that she could have 50/50 cells affected. Well, you can imagine my surprise and yet that explained why she never had any health problems, no heart problems and why she was so highly functional in some areas.

Stephanie is now a sophomore in high school. She is the first special education student to ever be on the Pep Squad at her high school. She has made DS very visible to a student body of 2,800. One day I was praising the girls in her dance class for their patience and help with Stephanie. The dance director told me after that Stephanie has done so much for all those girls, she has shown them that it is okay to be different. I just wanted to cry. Stephanie has found her niche, she loves to dance! She informed me the other day that she wants to try out for the high school's dance team next year. I, of course, want to prepare her for rejection, but the teacher told me that she thinks she has a very good chance of making it. She is the most committed student in her class and she sees the potential Stephanie has.

Stephanie loves music and singing (only in her room!). She has all the posters of Backstreet Boys, N'SYNC, Britney Spears and a bulletin board full of her high school stuff in her room, sounds like a normal teenage girl! She loves to shop so she can buy clothes, the flare jeans are her favorite. She is in Special Olympics in bowling, basketball, track and field, and she wants to swim. She also plays on a softball team (Challenger League). Most of all, Stephanie loves to socialize. She loves having many, many friends. And, of course, she loves her mom and brother, too!

I would love to hear from others, new and old parents! I feel like I am a new parent now that I know about MDS. I am struggling to find all the information I can find. Please email me.    Back to Personal Stories Page

 


Bond
Wigan, United Kingdom
gaynorbond23@msn.com
Story submitted: May 14, 2006

Hi, my name is Gaynor and Igave birth to twins in 1992.  Amy has downs and her twin brother has c/p.  I was told Amy had Mosaic Downs more or less straight away after birth after a few tests to confirm.  Amy has attended mainstream school. nursery etc., but this has not always been successful.  Amy has learning and behavioral difficulties, which have gone with her through life so far.  She presents with so many difficulties that I am still a single parent and find it even hard to have a relationship. My Father recently died and Amy has felt the loss so much.  He was the backbone of our family and Amy's biggest fan.  I would welcome e-mail support of any kind.  Right now I feel very much alone with a little girl who people find so hard to deal with. Bye for now, Gaynor and Amy


Buie
Tuttle, OK

buier@oscn.net

Story submitted:  August 6, 2001

Hello, my name is Becky. I am the very lucky person who is blessed with two angels that call me "Mom". I am the mother of Johnathan, 10 years old, and Joey, 13 months (mds). My Johnathan is into baseball. He is the second baseman for the Newcastle Racer's little league team. He wants to be a pitcher, also. My Joey is into EVERYTHING!! We have a difficult time keeping up with him, if you blink - he's getting into something else!!

When I was pregnant with Joey, I declined to take the test that they do to determine if it is possible for your baby to have Down Syndrome. I knew it would not matter. When Joey arrived, without much warning (only 3 hours of labor - only 15 minutes of major pain!!), he was beautiful - perfect in every way! That night, the pediatrician told us that she thought that we should have Joey tested because he has a couple of features that only slightly resemble Down Syndrome, but that she did not believe it really would turn out to be. I immediately started to cry. I could not believe my ears! Could she not see how perfect he was? What if he does have Down Syndrome? What do we do about it? Is that a bad thing? Does that mean that he is doomed to be unhappy? Why does this sound like bad news? 

I pondered these thoughts for a couple of hours and concluded that he was still perfect. No one knows exactly what they are getting anyway - smart, athletic, musical, fat, skinny, short, tall - but we know that all babies are perfect. We usually learn more from them than we ever imagined possible. I talked it over with Joey - he didn't say much, he was asleep - and we decided to say "Okay, so he may have Down Syndrome. We are still alive and in love!" We went home the next night. 

Before we got the results of the blood test back, we had a couple of problems:  Joey didn't eat much.  And when he did eat, he spit up. When he was 4 days old, I called his doctor - am I doing something wrong? She calmed me down, reminded me that we have a check up the next day with the hospital nurse. Maybe Joey was just a "spitter".

When we walked into the hospital the next day, we could see that Joey was Jaundice. Johnathan was Jaundice when he was a baby - he had to stay in the hospital until he was 6 days old, but it all turned out just fine. Joey did not look as yellow as Johnathan had. When the nurse looked at him, she was not overly concerned. We did have blood drawn to check his biliruben level. The rest of appointment went fine, his weight was Okay and so was everything else.

When I walked into my house twenty-five minutes later, the phone was ringing. The nurse said that Joey's biliruben was very high (almost 20) and we needed to come back to the hospital immediately. Twenty minutes later, we arrived and had more blood taken and were immediately put in a room. Joey was put under the Bili-lights. We got the second blood test back and his biliruben was 29 (dr. said over 30 could cause brain damage). He stayed under the lights all day and all night.

The lights only helped a little bit. They were not bringing the numbers down as well as they should. We had another test and x-rays. He had a blocked intestine and would need surgery immediately. I was so scared for him! He's to little for all of this stress! He had surgery when he was 6 days old. I was so afraid that he would not be okay. He was in the hospital for 11 more days. He had trouble getting off the ventilator-when they took it out, they wanted to put it back in right away. They let me hold him first. He started getting better immediately and they did not put the ventilator back in. While I had been by his side constantly, I could not hold him until then. Now he was getting better. We finally got to go home!!

Two days later, we got the call from his pediatrician - Joey has Down Syndrome. She did not tell us sooner because she felt we had enough to deal with. That did not seem like such a scary thing anymore! We had a few more tests, saw seven doctors, and we are very happy to say that we should not have any more problems - thank goodness!!

We found out that he has about 50% of his blood cells with an affected chromosome. What can we expect from this? We know that we will have love and happiness. We know that we will have hard times and heartaches. We know that because we are parents. We always hope for the best-especially for our children.         

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Burke
New Mexico
klburke@prodigy.net
Story submitted:  May 8, 2000

Our daughter, Ashley, is 13 years old and in 7th grade. I am technically her step-mom, so I don't know all the very earliest details. But, I have been raising her since she was five years old. Ashley lives full-time with her Dad (my husband), her step-sister, two half-sisters, and me. Her step-sister, from my first marriage, is just 5 months older than Ashley. Through the years, it has made for some rather difficult moments (one ready to do things, the other not) and some heart-warming moments (Jennifer educating insensitive kids on the school playground and standing up for Ashley). Having the two girls so close in age, gave us some much-needed perspective at times as well.

When I first met Ashley, she was five and I knew something was different. Her communication skills were limited, her speech nearly indistinguishable. She also did not have the same social or motor skills as children her age. She did not understand "appropriate" public behavior and was overly familiar with people who were strangers.

It took her father more than a month and many questions from me before he told me Ashley has MDS. It did not come as a surprise to me, based on my interactions with her. But I was surprised at his level of denial and that of his family. It is understandable to want to believe the "mild" diagnosis, but it can also be a terrible disservice to the child if that means early intervention is not sought. Based on the well-meaning words of doctors, my husband clung to the notion that MDS meant Ashley would probably "just be a little slower than other children." He did not want to investigate further, or feel a need for special services since the prognosis seemed so benign. If the doctors had been better informed, they could have provided better information to Kevin. I believe Ashley could have benefited from early stimulation and intervention programs if they had been availed.

At any rate, based on the belief that Ashley would just be "a little slower" than other children, she was enrolled in regular kindergarten. Within a month the school asked permission to test her for Special Ed., saying that she was not able to keep up, and was developing behavior problems (probably out of frustration), and was disruptive in the classroom. Her testing showed great delays in all cognitive areas. Her motor skills were also delayed, but not to the same extent. It was decided she would benefit from the Special Ed. classroom. And, she did do a little better there. But it took more than a year for Ashley to accept and follow the rules required at school (even in Special Ed.).

As the years have gone by, I have educated myself on Downs and MDS. I have had to fight with teachers and schools to advocate for Ashley's educational needs. My experience has been many "educators" prefer to pass a child on through the system than to actually educate her. This has infuriated me at times, but through persistence we have been able to get better-suited programs for Ashley. If I can offer one piece of advice here, it is find an ally within the school district who will listen and help you fight the battles. I was fortunate to find such a person and it made a huge difference for Ashley.

Like all special needs parents, we have asked teachers what they saw for Ashley's future. The answer was usually the same, "no one really has a crystal ball." We have always asked for Ashley's instruction to be practical, hands-on. Our goal is for Ashley to achieve the maximum level of independence she can. And, it's been our experience, despite the IEP (Individual Education Plan) process mandated by federal law, many Special Ed. teachers still don't want (or have too many students) to follow through with the custom-tailored programs designed for each Special Ed. student. But if you insist on what you think best serves your child, it is possible to get services. Remember, the squeaky wheel theory!

Ashley is very socially out-going and enjoys school. She has done quite well learning to read, she can decipher at the 3rd/4th grade level (although her comprehension is more like K/1st grade). She can do simple arithmetic (adding and subtracting double digits, even with some re-grouping). Her areas of greatest challenge have been understanding time and money. She really struggles with that a lot. It just doesn't make sense to her.

The situation with siblings has been interesting. Ashley's step-sister, Jennifer is five months older. When they were younger they played together. But by the time they were nine, they had little in common (interest-wise) and their playing usually consisted of Jennifer as teacher and Ashley as student. Then, their half-sister, Amanda was born. Ashley learned to help with simple things and as Amanda grew they became good friends and playmates. Two years later we had our youngest daughter, Brandyn. The girls are now ages 13,13,4,2. Ashley plays with her younger sisters, and enjoys reading them stories.

We sometimes see Ashley's frustration, when Amanda (4) can answer Ashley's homework questions. We try to politely remind Amanda that it is Ashley's homework, and to let Ashley do it. But, as Amanda and Brandyn get older they will surpass Ashley in many areas. Dealing with that, teaching the younger ones to be gracious and caring, and helping Ashley to not feel bad are challenges we know we must face. But, it does make us a little sad at the same time.

Kevin has come to terms with Ashley's situation, and we are both realists. Over the last 2-3 years we have noticed her progress has slowed tremendously. Her teachers and we feel that she has probably reached her final plateau (as often happens around age 12) as far as depth of understanding of the world. So now, we are far more focused on getting Ashley the life skills she will need to be independent. She actually seems to prefer it too. I suspect it is less frustrating and she can see the results of her learning (i.e.: baking cookies). Ashley is very task oriented, a solely linear thinker and prefers high repetition. The repetition offers her a comfort level - knowing she knows how to do something and being able to consistently succeed at doing it.

Although many MDS children present with milder symptoms than regular Downs, each child is different. Do not let hopefulness get in the way of providing every opportunity to your child. Ashley is a prime example of an MDS child who physically shows little evidence of Downs, yet has significant cognitive deficiencies. Doctors cannot tell from blood tests to what extent a child will be effected. The tendency to want to translate a "milder" appearance into a "milder" effect can be very misleading. It also means others (even professionals) won't understand your child's needs like you do. In Ashley's case she has learned a lot of coping tricks, which make people think she understands them when really she doesn't. She has fooled many professionals, because she can read subtle clues that give away which answer is correct. It doesn't mean she understood, and that can sometimes be dangerous. Always be willing to explain where the deficiencies lie, so others can be sure to effectively communicate with your child.

It is every parent's job to prepare their child for adulthood. In the case of MDS children, that is no different. The path getting there may have some different curves, and the adult lifestyle may be different -- but getting there can still be the same miraculous adventure it is with all children. To succeed you must be open and honest with yourself, your child and others. Above all, trust your heart and enjoy yourselves!             Back to Personal Stories Page

 


Canale-Parola
Cambridge, MA
marinaviola@yahoo.com
Story submitted:  February 2, 2000

lucawithduck1.jpg (13070 bytes)Here is Luca's story.

It took me several months to get pregnant, and when I finally did, I was beyond happy. My pregnancy went really well, and I loved every single moment of it. Luca (we already knew it was a boy) was born a couple of weeks before his due date, after an incredibly painful labor that lasted forty hours (no drugs, should I add). Anyway, there he was. The most perfect little angel on Earth. He was a HUGE baby (over nine pounds), and had strong lungs!

Breastfeeding was never a problem for him. He was (still is) our miracle. There was only one little thing: he would never looked directly at us. At around four months, we took him to the pediatrician. She was not there, but her nurse was, and she studied Luca for a long time. "This child has low tone. I think you should have him evaluated by the local EI". Low tone? EI? Was she talking a foreign language? Anyway, after a couple of days, there we were, in our living room, with a physical therapist and a social worker, all over Luca. The diagnosis was low tone, and they tried to explain that it is a neurological problem, but that it is not a "big deal". They thought that he was not looking at us because of his low tone (I don't remember how they convinced us of that, but they did). Luca was going to start meeting the physical therapist once a week. We were mildly disturbed at that point. After long research we felt that low tone was not a big deal, after all. At nine months, Luca was re-evaluated, and that day the world fell in front of our feet, and broke in many pieces. The result of that horrible evaluation was that Luca (who was not looking at us, was not crawling, sitting, moving, noticing people or objects) needed to be seen by a neurologist.

And so we went to the local Hospital for an EEG, that came back irregular. It showed that Luca had frequent seizure activity. Never a seizure, but maybe the not looking and the low tone were result of absance seizures. We put him on evil Phenobarbital for one year, and that caused his low tone to be even lower, and his low motivation to be interested in the world even lower. They were thinking of a brain tumor, of a malformation of the brain, of a metabolic disorder... We did more tests than anyone can imagine. And, among them (I did not even know), a chromosomal test.

It was a beautiful Friday afternoon, in colorful New England, when the phone rang. Luca was, by then, crawling and, with a lot of therapy, making slow but sure progress. I answered the phone. It was his pediatrician. "The result of the chromosomal test came back. Luca has "partial Down Syndrome". I don't really know what it means, but look it up on the net. Bye". I don't need to describe what that felt like. I'm sure you are all familiar with the sense of numbness and the total lack of words, thoughts, images. It was a moment that I'll never forget. I remember staring at Luca and thinking that I had, all of a sudden, a child with Down Syndrome. When I remembered to breathe, I called Dan at work and asked him to come home to hug me. Which he did.  We were organizing the party for his first birthday.

The Net did NOT give us any answer, but we did a lot of research. Luca's form of Down Syndrome is very rare, it is called Mosaic Translocation 21Q21Q. Luca does not have any facial characteristics of Down Syndrome, which is good and bad at the same time (a lot of people ask a lot of stupid questions!), and has been diagnosed with a form of autism called PDD (although not all his doctors agree with the diagnosis). He has had two operations: one to close his PDA (heart-related stuff), and one to bring down his left testicle, that was stuck under a kidney.

He is and always will be the very joy of my heart. I thank God or whoever, that we were touched by such a miracle. Everyday is the hardest day in the world. Everyday I learn something more about altruism, acceptance, and love. Sheer, pure love.             Back to Personal Stories Page


Chandler
Amarillo, TX
pecadk@aol.com
Story submitted:  September 14, 2000
Update to Debbie's story submitted October 5, 2001, and you'll find it below!  Thanks Debbie!  *smile*

My name is Debbie and I have Mosaic Down Syndrome. I am thirty nine and live with my parents in Texas. I stumbled over this web site when I was out visiting with my Aunt in California. I always felt alone having Mosaic Down Syndrome because I never knew anyone else who had it. I was tested at the Children's Hospital in Houston when I was but a toddler.

My mother noticed how slow I was developing and started on her search of what was wrong. I guess I was three or so when I was diagnosed at the Children's Hospital. My difficulties were in math, grammar and I had a speech problem. I couldn't say my Ra's. I worked very hard to get rid of this problem since I was often ridiculed on the playground. I was and am a very sensitive person to my environment. My Special Education teachers were compassionate and kind. I learned to love stories and writing. I feel my strengths are reading and writing. Math is a problem. I would say I am at third grade level or so in this area. My parents always had faith in me and never gave up. I remember my mother trying for hours to teach me how to tie my shoes. I must admit, I thought I'd never get the hang of it! I can proudly say I can tie my shoes with my eyes closed! Middle School was hard as was High School but my parents and teachers prevailed. I graduated with my class in 1980.

At the present I am not working due to some health problems. I do have two volunteer jobs that I enjoy very much. I continue to educate myself on whatever I am interested in. I love poetry and read Yeats and have read Robert Frost. I consider my self truly blessed. I see myself as an intelligent, growing adult who wants to be a part of life. I have a wonderful family. Thank you for this web site.           

Update to Debbie's Story submitted on October 5, 2001

My name is Debbie and my story is in the personal stories but my e-mail changed. Let's see what I can tell you of me. I am a forty year old woman who has Mosaic Down syndrome. I live with my parents here in Amarillo, Texas. I don't know the number of my cells but I can tell you I was tested at the Children's Hospital in Houston. Unfortunately the doctors didn't tell my parents the numbers. I was told that all the doctors and researchers sat down with me and played with me. 

I am not sure what else to say since my story is already in the personal stories. I can tell you what I am doing now. I am enrolled in our two year college here. I am taking a Continuing Adult Education class. It is about Women Writer's. So far I am keeping up. I sit up at the front so I can see what the instructor writes on the chalk board. I am nearsighted, I have stribismus and have rapid eye movement. Despite this I am able to read. I love books! Some of the writers she has talked about I knew. The class is about writers in the Middle Ages up to the present. 

My reading and writing I have learned from teacher's who were very patient with me. I am able to read John Donne's poetry (which I love), Emily Dickinson's as well as Robert Frost and W.B.Yeats. I would say my reading comprehension is good although I do ask questions if a paragraph is worded a little differently. I usually have this problem with voting especially if it has to do with land developments or when something has to be passed. I am a avid newspaper reader and try to keep up on the activities where I live. 

I love to write and write poems occasionally. I admire people like Sylvia Platt who could write a poem about anything. I used to write stories but have not written anything like that in a long while. I keep a journal and write in it once in a while. 

My math skills are a little better but I use the calculator quite a bit. I know I need to work on it but math is hard for me sometimes and I prefer to read a book than work on my math skills. I have my own checking account and pay my own phone bill. I am on Social Security and Social Security Supplemental. I have not been able to work for a while.  I don't always tell people that because when they see me they expect me to be a working person. I look like any average person so people just expect that. I have two volunteer jobs I enjoy and try to stay busy. 

My health problems keep me from having a stable job. I don't know if I mentioned that last time. I have stomach trouble from time to time and have something called Fibromyalgia and Raynolds. Raynolds is where the vessels narrow and contract. When it is cold my finger nails turn blue and my toe nails do too. I don't get too down because of it. I turn to books, sometimes travel and keep up on current events. I love the computer!

If anyone is interested, please e-mail me. I love e-mails! If I don't get to you right away it because I share the computer with my dad. He is into stocks. Let me know if you are on this web site. I don't return e-mails I don't know.   Bye!  Debbie                 Back to Personal Stories Page


Cherry
Pennsylvania
candi_trombetta@yahoo.com
Story submitted:  July 14, 2006

My name is Candi and my child was diagnosed with DS when I was 3 1/2 months pregnant. They said they are 100% sure he has it. I am 20 years old and this is my first child. The father of the baby has been there going through this whole thing with me. He is 22 years old and this is his first child too. We are so scared, excited, confused and a little discouraged at the same time. I went to the heart doctor and they said his heart is perfectly normal! I cried my heart out with joy. I am now 8 months pregnant and I am due September 8, 2006. The doctor said he is 31/2 pds. Is that small for being 8 months? If so is it because he has DS? If anyone can give me any helpful information on DS or their personal experiences, please e-mail me.     Back to Personal Stories Page


Christensen
Missouri Valley, Iowa
jen_and_honey@yahoo.com
Story submitted:  March 16, 2007

My name is Jennifer. I am an adult who has MDS. I never knew I had it until age 19. I had gotten pregnant and my Mother was concerned for me and that's why she finally told me. I'm not like others. I appear normal, I have a decent IQ but I have some physicalities of MDS. Since my heart is small, the whole left side of my body is smaller. When I get sick, 'I get sick'. I suffered from depression for years. I am often wondering about health. I am overweight, but I'm losing as well. I often wonder what the life expectancy is for someone who has MDS. I've always questioned if there was anyone else like me who appears normal but has MDS qualities. I feel different from everybody else. I feel limited to some things I just can't seem to do. I have to watch what I do because of my small heart. My mom is always so scared for me. It scares her that I'm overweight and that my small heart can't take it. I try not to overexert myself too much because of my small heart.  I'm glad I finally found this site.    Back to Personal Stories Page


Colvin
Texas
Kris3Mom@aol.com
Story submitted: November 17, 1999

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When Tim was 2 1/2 years old he was diagnosed with MDS because of his delay in speech. At first, I was sad and scared because I didn't know what this meant for his future. Then, a social worker from the local Early Intervention came to interview me and she asked me what I expected my son's future to be. I looked down at him playing on the floor with his older brother, Arron, and I thought long and hard about that. I told her that I didn't know what any of my children's futures would be, but I would make sure that whatever they decided to do in life they both would be the best that they could be! It was then that I decided that I would treat Tim just like any other child and expect the very best from him. He has proven that his very best is way above most expectations!

The first few years were really the hardest. I worked to help Tim overcome his speech delays and everything that we did throughout the day became a speech lesson. We never "sat down and did speech therapy". We just integrated into our daily routine. Tim did have frequent ear and respiratory infections, so we visited the doctor a lot, but as he grew older he outgrew those problems and is now a very healthy young man.

Tim began regular school without special education when he was in 1st grade, and didn't really have too much difficulty keeping up. Sometimes, the lessons went a little too fast paced, but with determination he was able to keep up. In 3rd grade Tim stopped speech therapy because his speech was fine by then and he didn't need extra help any more. When Tim was in 6th grade he wrote his first short story. The story was so well written that my husband, Glenn, and I both thought he had copied it out of a book! When Tim was in 7th grade, the school called me and said, "We can no longer test him for reading" I didn't quite understand what they were trying to tell me, so they explained that Tim's reading level was over the state testing standards and they didn't know what to do with him!

Tim graduated high school in 2005 with out special education help. He continues to write and hopes to complete his fantasy novel. He is currently looking for a job and plans to begin college in the Fall semester of 2006. He wishes to major in digital graphics.

In a recent interview, Tim was asked how he felt about having MDS. Tim said, "I am glad that I have MDS. Without it, I wouldn't have the creativity to write my stories and without it, I wouldn't be the person I am today!" That really touched me because, without Tim's MDS I wouldn't be the person I am today! Being the president and co-founder of International Mosaic Down Syndrome Association has been a very rewarding and educational experience for me and without Tim having MDS I would never know the joys and miracles of raising a child with special needs.

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Conner
Lake Arthur, LA
DevBay2@yahoo.com
Story submitted:  December 2, 1999

Hi my name is Brandi. At 19 years of age, I gave birth to a brown-haired, blue-eyed beauty. Birthing was difficult,  but the end results were indescribable. After having held her for minute or two, the doctors whisked her away.   Twenty minutes later, with a roomful of family members (my husband was telling other family members that she had been born, so he wasn't present for the news.), the doctor came back and told me that it looked like my child had Down Syndrome. He also told me she had webbed toes. I was so shaken by the thought of my daughter having webbed toes, that the Down Syndrome part didn't even affect me!!

They did the testing, I received the results two weeks later. Bailey had 60% Mosaic Down Syndrome. I was not prepared, although I knew she had it. My pediatrician put it the best way for me to deal with it. He said, "Brandi, this child is very special, and no matter what doubts you have, God has chosen you for this AWESOME child!" Need I say more?

Bailey has been behind is some areas, but mainly in speech. Bailey received early intervention starting at 6 weeks of age. Today, Bailey rides the "little" yellow bus to school everyday and she loves it. "Mommy, Bus!!!!" She has been accepted by all of family and friends. She has a great quality in her, she is sooooo loving. Her younger sister, Devyn has Feverial Seizures, so I have my hands full. Bailey gets up in the mornings and wakes her sissy so she can kiss her good bye for the day. She knows when you are hurting, she can sense these things I feel. The most awesome part about her is that she is so color blind to the things people say about her to me!! They say things like, I am so sorry, how do you deal with THAT?.  Bailey smiles at them and then gives them a hug. She is such an awesome kid. You know something? I prayed for her!! I always wanted a "special" child and I have her. (make that TWO special children!!!!)  My husband and I feel so blessed! I am proud of both of my daughters, and want to see them succeed in all and everything they do! Congratulations on your baby, and good luck!!    Back to Personal Stories Page


 

Cope
Perth, Western Australia

didie1@start.com.au
Story submitted:  January 24, 2000

VerityParty.jpg (34093 bytes)Hello, my name is Diane.

When I was pregnant with my daughter at the age of 39, I knew the risks of having a child with a disability, and decided against the tests offered to me. My husband and I talked about how we felt about these children, and how we thought we could cope with a child with a disability -- after all, this baby was a product of us both. I had also had seven miscarriages before Verity. However, the shock after being told she had Downs was something else. I was so scared she was going to die.  I don't know why I thought she would.  In hindsight it was probably because of my past history. The fact she had Downs came second . From the moment she was born we loved her, and as long as she was healthy was all that mattered. Now we cannot imagine life without her.  She is a happy, loving child who goes to mainstream school and is doing fine with the extra help she gets at home. She is a blessing not a burden. I am just learning about the net etc, and I am hoping that I will be able to communicate with other mds parents.  Even though I keep in touch with the DSA here, I often get the "Oh, you have nothing to worry about" attitude from parents with children with trisomy 21. When Verity was born, I was told there was only one other MDS child in Western Australia, and have been unable to converse with anyone in my own country with a child with mds. I have always vowed to myself that I will help her reach her full potential as much as I can, and the rewards of that attitude have been three fold. She has a family who adores her and will always be there for her, for now that is all that matters, and each day will be a new experience for us all.                                                                                    Back to Personal Stories Page

 


Dailey
Indiana, PA
cody4@prolog.net
Story submitted:  November 5, 1999


I was 23 years old when I became pregnant, and 24 years when Cody was born.  I had all the prenatal testing and  everything showed to be "normal".  Cody was born 10/02/95 full term by c-section. I had a spinal block so I was awake when He was born, I thought Cody looked "retarded" like some kids I had gone to school with, but my husband thought he looked fine, so I put my thought on the back burner.  Then about 8 hours later the pediatrician came in and said she suspected down syndrome.  So the testing began, with the first sample of blood he was "normal", the second test showed down syndrome and the third and final test showed 94% trisomy 21 and 6% normal cells. The pediatrician suggested skin cells be tested but I didn't want to subject Cody to anymore pain, and four years later I still am not contemplating this test as what will the test mean really?  It's only a number and I know Cody is special in some areas, and I know he is all boy and like any other child in many areas.  Cody also had ASD which healed on it's own (2holes closed due to many prayers), that is very rare for the holes to heal without surgery.

Cody is in preschool.  He is very busy.  He is about 1 year behind in most areas, but he is very happy at school  and fits in with all the other "normal" children. Cody is 34 inches tall and weighs about 25 pounds.  The teachers  feel his delays are due mostly due to his smallness, except for speech.   Cody also has tubes in both ears and since  the tubes have been put in 4 mos. ago his speech is only about 18 months behind, which is his most serious delay.

When Cody was first born, life looked and sounded to be very bleak, but nobody has treated him any different  from my daughter, and I believe that is the key to have the most "normal" child you can. Some advice DON'T EVER  feel sorry for these kids.   They are NOT too different from any other child, but what two children are alike   anyway?   Cody is a joy, he is a little devil sometimes too.  He is not always happy, but he is easy going.  He gets  mad, happy, sad etc...   He shows the appropriate emotion at all times and to this day, my parents and his great-grandmother deny anything to be "wrong" with Cody, which I'm sure most parents also feel this way about their child as well.  I know I do.  Sorry this was so long, but I could talk about either of my children all day long,  and still not express all their marvels and talents.   Sincerely, Jamie Dailey.     Back to Personal Stories Page


Davis
Cumberland, MD
cheekybrunette84@yahoo.com
Story submitted: June 26, 2009

Hey there. my name is Alison and I have a beautiful little girl named Adeline. Adeline is a blessing in disguise. my husband and I were trying to conceive for months before we found out I was pregnant with Adeline. the pregnancy had a few complications (I had placenta previa) and I had to be on semi bed rest for a month when I was four months along. early in the pregnancy I was told there was a possibility of down syndrome in her. I didn't get any testing done because I'm a firm believer that god plans everything and if it was meant to be then it would be. I was due on may 23 and my water broke on may 10th in the afternoon. after twelve hours of labor (and a very easy labor I may add thankfully) Adeline Raine Davis was born on may 11th(mothers day) at 319am. she weighed 5 lbs 13 oz. she looked healthy and I went to sleep that night thinking she was fine.

The night morning a doctor came in and asked why I had went to Morgantown. we stated that we were told the baby could have down's so we had to be monitored. the doctor told me she couldn't tell so she would have to do a chromosome test on her.  She ate fine, she didn't really look it facial way but had a few signs (really she is a spitting image of her daddy) it took a few days to come back. when we were first told she had it full on but really really mild. a couple other doctors said the same. then we met with another doctor and he said no it was mosaic down syndrome. (I had never heard of that until I had her). and she wasn't behind in anything and she may never be.

Then I seen a genetic counselor who claimed he was wrong and it was full on down syndrome. (she also told me it was ok to cry that I didn't have a perfect child, I didn't have to cry. she was my little girl no matter what). anyway she has a thyroid problem so we went to another specialist. the first thing she said was what kind of downs does she has? Like clockwork I said full on. the doctor said no she doesn't does she has mosaic? I told her I was told that but then was told no. she did another chromosome test on her and it was confirmed to mosaic but we still don't know what percentage...

No matter any one tells you and I've dealt with a few snotty doctors she is the best to ever happen to me and I cant imagine my life without nor do I want to.     Back to Personal Stories Page


del Cid
Guatemala
ealdc1@hotmail.com
Story submitted:  November 23, 2009

My beautiful daughter Ivonne born 2 months ago, we never suspect anything before that because everything was ok, all the body measures and heart rate was ok, nothing related with any genetic problem, the doctor check my wife every month including sonograms so we are very confident but we always have concerns because my wife have 41 years old, only when she was born the doctor saw some of the sings of DS, her eyes and nose, one of her hands has a line, but nothing else that we can say too much out of place, but it was very sad to us because we expect a perfect baby, and all of our happiness became in worries and expectation. We knew all the health problems that she could have, but she have a good health, she is up to date on the growing table, no flaccid muscles or hearth condition, no thyroid disease, no big tongue, she is very aware of her surrounding, but due to her face, we knew that something was not ok, so we check with the genetic specialist and he confirmed our suspects, my daughter have MDS, with 20% DS, even the genetic specialist can´t confirm her condition only with an eye inspection, so we made the blood test. Now that I check on line her condition and ask the doctors about her health, I have more relief and I start to enjoy my princess and I am very happy with my little angel, because no matter what, me and my wife love her very much and we´ll do everything to help her, I know that only our family´s hard work are going to give her the most normal life, until now, she is as normal as any child, and we want that her condition remains low as possible, she is attending at the "neuro-gym" since today, where she is going to learn to control his body and we are going to stimulate his brain, all the family loves her very much and that is the most important issue of all, maybe someday we are going to see our child in college, maybe not, but that is not important right now, we have to live day by day.     Back to Personal Stories Page
 


Drake
Ringgold, GA
revduck@aol.com
Story submitted:  July 11, 2001

Hello all,
My name is Brian Drake. My wife, Annette, and I are honored with being the parents of our son, Danny. Danny is 11 years and in public schools since he was 3. He's not vocal and not potty trained. When he was 6 years, he was diagnosed with leukemia and admitted St. Jude Research Children Hospital at Memphis. Although the chemo cured  the leukemia, it damaged the nerves in his bladder. He had a surgery name Vesicostomy and basically he leaked from a hole in his abdomen. After 2 years, he had surgery again and his bladder is normal, but he's having  trouble learning basic bathroom techniques. Ugh!

Danny's a happy little guy.  He was premature about one month. He laughs all time and has a sweet demeanor.

I want tell you a little about my health and how it relates to Danny. I'm also a cancer survivor, so I had some the same chemo Danny had. The problem now is this:  last October, I had a devastating stroke and it affected the Wernick's area -- the area processing language. I can't hear, talk. and I write poorly. I guess you surmise that.  Sadly, my condition affects Danny's development. Fortunately, I have a strong and loving wife, and Danny has the best mother.

My stroke caused a blood clot. I have a congenital heart defect name Tetralogy of Fallot (tol). I read some messages here about tol.  Heart surgery is more advanced and less risky today than when I got surgeries. Also, I may tell you I was the first person to get the Blaylock Bypass. I was one-first person with this surgery. I don't impression I was first. Alfred Blaylock from John Hopkins was a well known surgeon in the mid '50s. Nowadays, doctors seldom or never perform this surgery. Then, in 1969, I had a corrective surgery in the Mayo Clinic. Ugh!  My heart worked for 31 years, then on October 24, 2000, my life changed, and Annette and Danny's lives changed. 

I hope speech therapy, hearings aids, and time will help me, of course, with prayer. It is good meet you all. I don't write much, it is a laborious task. But, e-mail is the only vehicle I have for communication.

Will you all pray for our family?  Thank you.

Brian, Annette and Danny Drake        
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Duffy
Zionville, NC
duffyjj@appstate.edu
Story submitted: October 31, 1999

My name is Carla Duffy. I am 29 years old. We live in the mountains of NC. We learned of Maggie's possible diagnosis of Down Syndrome the same day we learned that she was a baby girl. A 2nd level 2 ultrasound at 32 weeks revealed an Atri-ventricular septal defect (AVSD). (I was considered a high risk pregnancy b/c of medication I was taking at the time of conception, so they were looking for possible birth defects, but we were definitely not expecting to find any.) Perhaps, hearing of the possible DS diagnosis along with the AVSD diagnosis, made that possibility pale in comparison. The news was delivered very poorly and I just cried uncontrollably until I finally got outside of the hospital. I was standing there waiting for my husband to pick me up when an incredible peace came over me and I clearly heard the words of "that still small voice within" which I call God, saying "Everything that you have experienced thus far in your life has prepared you for this moment and for the future." I stopped crying and started thinking about how I was going to handle the immediate future.

About 2 weeks later, we had an amnio and an echocardiogram at Duke University Medical Center (not the same hospital as previously mentioned). I was hesitant about the amnio and really didn't care about the diagnosis, but everyone else really wanted to know. The experience was pretty awesome as I watched my baby's finger "float up" to the point of incision as the doctor withdrew the needle as if to let us know that she was very aware of what was going on. About another 2 weeks later, we received the diagnosis of Mosaic Down Syndrome over the phone from the genetic counselor who sounded rather sad, but said very little. I cried some more for a few days as I contemplated how this would affect my baby's life and how my own expectations were meaningless. About a week later, I got down to the business of learning everything I could find about DS (nothing to be found on MDS at that time). I told only family and a few close friends at first.

Maggie was born after an induced 8 hr. labor at 40 weeks gestation. She was healthy for the first 24 hrs, but then had to go the NICU b/c of respiratory problems. That was very hard. To have to be away from your baby at that critical time is an indescribable experience. She came home about 8 days later and had no problems. At 3 mos., she underwent open heart surgery to correct her AVSD. This was also difficult, but not as hard as the NICU time. I think I was more prepared for this.

Maggie is now 3 years old and is a wonderful and beautiful and intelligent child. She has been on TNI since 6 mos. of age and has been very healthy. She has been receiving Early Intervention since 2 mos. of age. Developmentally, she has some delays in all areas, especially speech, but it is hard to say how much b/c she is not a test performer. She is now in preschool and doing great. She is very popular with all of the kids and parents and everyone else who knows her.

Without a doubt, Maggie has been the greatest blessing of our life. She has given meaning and fulfillment to my life and taught us more than we could ever teach her. I thank God everyday for letting us be her parents.

I welcome anyone (parent or other information seeker) to contact me. The one last thing I would like to say is that MDS/DS is in no way an indication of a child's quality of life. If you've learned about this diagnosis before giving birth and are facing a difficult decision about what to do, look beyond this diagnosis and don't act out of fear. The greatest challenge for our children is not in their extra chromosomes, it is in the ignorance and prejudices of the larger society who think that being different is something to be shunned.    Back to Personal Stories Page


Dumais
Nashua, NH
dumais5@juno.com
Story submitted:  February 12, 2000

My pregnancy went fairly well, outside of morning sickness, more so than my two sons. From the fourth month onward, I would request an ultrasound but was not considered at risk for anything. Finally, in my eighth month, I asked my doctor how she knew my baby was alright. You see, I never had the tests done in the beginning of my pregnancy, because I felt no need for it. The doctor asked me if I wanted it done, but she said the purpose was to detect chromosomal abnormalities, giving you the choice to abort.  Because of my husband's and my religious beliefs, this was totally out of the question. But for some strange reason, in my eighth month, I asked her "How do I know my baby doesn't have something like Down Syndrome?," never suspecting this to be a possibility. She finally agreed to do the test to ease my mind. I had the ultrasound and was thrilled to find I was finally going to have my little girl. They couldn't see the formation of the baby's heart, so they sent us to Boston for clearer pictures. That was December 21, 1998, the day I felt my world crumbling around me.

First they found two heart defects-- a complete a/v canal defect AND tetrology of Fallot, a rare combination. The doctor doing the test told us her chances of survival were very slim, and if she survived birth would require immediate surgery, would not breathe on her own, and I couldn't hold her. And on top of all of that, she, with her wonderful compassion (sarcastically), told us, "Oh, and she has a 70% chance of having Down Syndrome. Here I am looking at this beautiful baby's face on the screen, crying for the girl I had wanted for so long, and being told she may never even make it. After a very long and emotional month, Sierra arrived on Jan. 22, 1999, weighing 7lbs. 1oz. The first thing I said was, "She's alive, she's alive!!!"  Well let me tell you, even with all the specialists around her, you could see the fight in her eyes. She was going to prove them all wrong!  After holding her for a very short time, she was whisked away to the NICU. I became very sick after her birth, from medication that made my blood pressure go down too much. I was not well enough to see her for a few hours, but my husband stayed with her.  She breathed on her own, did not need immediate surgery, and conquered her first battle. After 4 days in the NICU, she came to stay with me till we went home two days later.

She was signed up for EIP at 9 days of age, and after a very scary few months, underwent her first surgery at 4 months, weighing in at a mere 10 lbs. She was being fed expressed milk.  Because of her heart, she didn't have the strength to nurse. Gaining weight was difficult, but she went through a very difficult surgery and after an amazing 6 days, went home. It was the longest month ever (she had been hospitalized 3 times for heart issues). She continues to struggle to eat and grow, but is now a year old, weighs 15 lbs. and is the love of my life. She is a true fighter and refuses to give up. I'm glad we found out about her challenges beforehand. This gave us time to read all we could about the heart and Mosaic Downs. We have concentrated so much on her heart issues that her Downs doesn't seem too significant. She has the desire to please and the drive to try anything, but not the stamina--because of the heart still not being completely functional. But we know, she will achieve a great deal and continue to amaze us and be adored by her big brothers. We are so thankful to God for our family and friends in our congregation, all of which would not be possible to deal with, without them. It's a long, emotional road, but we would do anything for our little miracle!        Back to Personal Stories Page


Dunston
Chattaroy, WA
DianaDunston@msn.com
Story submitted:  June 24, 2000

This story is submitted by a neighbor of a family with a child, who has MDS.  What an inspiration!  Thank you Diana!!!  :>)

I had a garage sale today, and a father and his three children came into the garage, one was a very small statured young boy. His height and personal looks gave him the look of a child of about 7 or 8. I said, hi to him as he was wearing western clothing and I asked if he was a cowboy. He responded with a yes he was. His younger brother and younger sister laughed and we got to talking. His father and my husband got to talking and he mentioned that R.J. had MDS. I was very shocked to learn that he was 16. He was very sweet and offered to shake my hand and then threw his arms around me and gave me a huge hug, I loved it. I returned the hug and received a big grin from ear to ear. He has had so many medical problems throughout the years and has a mental age of about a 5 yrs. old, I thought personally that he was a little more advanced but, since I'm not qualified to judge, I let it go. I have been reading more about the syndrome and have a better understanding of his problems. But I can tell you that he was 16, articulate, very shy one minute and very outgoing the next. Like his counter parts, he as very loving, hugged his father often as we talked. Was a very pleasant encounter. So I believe that this should be reassuring for some of the parents with children with MDS that they do live a happy life........Diana                     Back to Personal Stories


Edwards
East Yorkshire, United Kingdom
tim@tedwards.karoo.co.uk
Story submitted:  February 21, 2000

Henry & Alex.jpg (227443 bytes)We live in Yorkshire, in the North of England. Our daughter, Alexandra, was born last summer and was diagnosed with a heart murmur at five weeks old. She was referred to a pediatrician but it took some weeks for us to get a consultation. In the meantime, she failed to gain weight as she should, although she never actually lost any weight, and her doctors were very reassuring telling us that the large majority of heart murmurs were innocent and Alex's did not give grave cause for concern. It was a surprise to everybody when, at 3 months of age, she was diagnosed with complete AVSD and, on the basis of this, it was decided to test Alex for Down's Syndrome. A few days later we received the MDS diagnosis. It was such a shock, so hard to believe. She was, and still is, such a beautiful baby. Our world was turned completely upside down but we tried to remain positive. It was so difficult to tell all our family and friends who had known her for so long and couldn't believe it, having seen her.

Alex had been in hospital whilst these diagnoses were being made and, whilst there, she contracted a respiratory infection which caused heart failure, so she had to be ventilated in Intensive Care. She had to be transferred to another hospital away from our home city where she underwent two operations on her heart and made a good recovery.

She was in the hospital for a total of two months, over Christmas and New Year, and it is very difficult to put into words what we went through during that time. But she is now back home with us, her Mum and Dad and her two year-old brother, Henry, who loves her very much and is so kind and gentle with her. She is gaining weight and getting so much more responsive, it's lovely to watch.

I only just feel as though I have got back in control of my life and that things have settled into some sort of normality, whatever that is with two young children!!  We have received so much love, help and support from friends and family, which we have needed greatly. We have also been getting all sorts of medical help. Alex has been referred to a speech therapist to help with her feeding, to a physiotherapist and for Portage.

We are looking forward to the challenges that Alex will present us over the coming years and I am sure that, just like any child, she will give us our fair share of frustration, anxiety, joy and happiness.        Back to Personal Stories Page


Enqvist
Stockholm
Story submitted:  July 31, 2007

Hi,

I'm sitting here in Lidingö, Stockholm, Sweden reading all this beautiful stories about all this amazing kids!!

I gave birth to a son 2 years ago and when he was 3 days old the doctors suspected that he might have ds. They took the test and I had the worst week of my life waiting for the answer!! The answer came and a small pies of me died, all my hopes and dreams for my child changed in an instant.

I was in mourning but as time has past I have gotten new dreams and hopes for the best boy in the world - my son!!

He is now 2 years and has been walking the for the last 6 months. He is developing very nicely except when it comes to speech and sign but we practice hard and we will get there as well!

My son is my first, my only prince and I wouldn’t change a thing about him!! I love him with all my heart!!!!
Love Fredrica          
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Evans
Ringgold, GA
Story submitted:  July 28, 2006

When Amber was first born I noticed that something was just not right. She had low muscle tone and did not seem to develop as quickly as her sister Abby did. The doctor's kept assuring us that nothing was wrong and that she was perfectly healthy. As Amber got older we noticed that she had trouble sitting up and her developmental milestones were reached very late. We continued to question her doctor and he assured us that everything was fine. When Amber was three years old she had a vocabulary of 10 words. At this point we began working with the school system in speech and O.T. We had a wonderful teach in a SDD classroom that began to question us about Amber's development and some of her physical features such as her eyes and hands. She suggested that we meet with a new doctor when we talked to her about our concern's not being a issue with Amber's current doctor. The first time we met with Doctor H., he told us right off the bat that he thought Amber had MDS. We talked at length about all the conditions and walked away from the meeting with a referral to a geneticist and the reality that Amber would always be special. We already thought she was but this was a different kind of special than what we expected. Needless to say Amber's test results did come back positive. I can assure you that my family's  life has been better for having Amber exactly the way she is. She is starting Kindergarden this fall, takes a tumbling class at a local gym, and even takes horseback riding lessons. I can really say that Amber is a wonderful child and she is the funniest, sweetest, most loveable child that I have ever met. So we did get exactly what we wanted.           Back to Personal Stories Page


Faust
Bethlehem, GA
mobilerock@mindspring.com
Story submitted:  January 8, 2000

Four years ago I gave birth to twins Daniel and Charlie. Charlie was born with bladder exstrophy/epispadias. This is a condition where his bladder was on the outside with a lot of other complications to go with it. My husband and I were so scared. I had the boys out of town while I was on a business trip in a small town in Tennessee. Unfortunately, they had never seen this condition and proceeded to tell me that we would have to possibly change the sex of our baby. Fortunately, we got the boys back to Atlanta where a specialist there told us not to worry, that we were parents of definitely two boys.   But he did say that Charlie had a very hard road ahead of him.

At this point I guess you're wondering about the mds. I've first told you about Charlie so that you can understand that we were already having such a hard time with dealing about the problems with Charlie. Then, because of his problem, they did a genetic study of Charlie and found that he also had mds. The doctors decided then to go ahead with a study of Daniel. They found that he also had mds. They both were diagnosed with a 25% mosaicism. It was such an awful time. I can remember sitting in the shower just crying wondering what in the world I was going to do. I loved them from the minute they were born and still loved them knowing all the problems they had, but I was scared to death. I have such a wonderful family. When my mother and father found out they showed up at my door and said we just want you to know that you're not alone and you're going to be able to get through this because we all will help. I have 6 brothers and sisters and one by one they all were at the house. Every one of them said o.k. what's our next step. With their help, and by the grace of God, we got through that first year. Charlie had 3 surgeries that year and Daniel was definitely delayed.

When they were 14 months old, the boys had more testing done at the genetics department (it was about the fourth time), and it was found that Charlie's mds had disappeared. To this day I do not quite understand how. I just got so tired of all the tests I never went back.

You could soon tell though that Charlie was definitely ahead. Daniel was receiving therapy at a doctor's office three times a week without much change, while Charlie was progressing quite well. Soon our insurance ran out for therapy and I just didn't know what I was going to do. We did not qualify for any programs because of income. It was like we were caught right in the middle. We made too much money, yet we did not make enough to pay a $450-a-week therapy bill. I just turned it over to God. I said to him, look, you've got to send me some help or poor Daniel is just going to fall through the cracks! A couple weeks later, I ran into a friend that told me about a school called Challenged Child. It is a non-profit school for kids ages birth through five with disabilities and delays. What a God-send! I enrolled Daniel and within two months they had him walking and talking. Charlie was able to attend with him in the a "friend" program. They went two days a week for four hours and just blossomed. They told me when I enrolled him that they didn't work miracles, they just wanted to give these kids a chance to be the best that they could be. The best advice I learned from the school to give to other parents was to start working with these kids as soon as possible!

well I know this has been a long story. and it's not even half of it! Charlie has had ten surgeries but he is doing great, and Daniel (who we have nicknamed "Daniel do" because he just keeps on working at life!) is doing wonderful!! I enrolled both this year in a private pre-K program. Daniel is in the midst of typical kids doing well. I decided not to tell the school that Daniel was diagnosed with mds because he is doing so well and I was fearful that they would not give him a chance. He is still delayed with his speech, but all other skills are right up there with other children his age. I did tell the school that he has had some developmental delays and to let me know if he seems to not be catching up. So far they say he fits in just fine.

It's been a crazy four years. but in the end if I could go back and choose whether or not to go through it again. I WOULD. I would not trade anything in the world for my boys. They have brought so much joy to my life. If the boys and I can do and make it through all we've been through, we can do anything! These guys are definitely here for a reason!   Take care, Jennie

UPDATE: Saturday March 6, 2010  I submitted my story back in 2000. I thought I would take a moment to give an update on Daniel!

I enrolled Daniel in a private school in K4. I asked the school to give Daniel a chance because the school did not have special ed. We agreed that if he could not keep up I would pull him out. He is now 14 in eighth grade and is doing wonderful! He only missed making honor roll by two points this last quarter! He does not have tutors and definitely "owns" his grades! He plays the guitar and will be in a Christian band starting this spring!

Now this did not happen overnight! I really had to work with Daniel in the early years. Bless his heart, he would get so tired and frustrated trying to learn. Some days he just wanted to give up. I just would not let him. "I Can't" became as bad as a "cuss" word in our home! LOL It was also hard because friends and family would tell me that I was being too tough on him. They would all tell me that I was expecting too much and actually get mad a me. I cannot tell you how many times I went to bed wondering that very thing. What if I was expecting too much? Every time I started to have doubts, Daniel would come home with a good grade on a test, so excited, and I would know I was headed in the right direction with him. I am so proud of him. Sometimes Daniel will come to me and say, "Thanks Mom for never giving up on me". Those are the best words I will ever hear!

Now Daniel does still have one issue he is dealing with. He still has a hard time with expressive language. I am in the process of trying to find someone that can help us with this.

It has not always been easy, but I would not trade Daniel Faust for anything! What a blessing!!

By the way, Daniel has a twin brother. This was not a choice on the drop down list!    Back to Personal Stories Page


Fichera
Pine Brook, NJ
Angels2757@aol.com
Story submitted:  October 10, 1999

Hi, My name is Jeanne I am 42 years old. I did not know my daughter had down syndrome before she was born. I had an amnio done which came back negative. Later I was told it was because of the Mosaic. When she was born the doctors thought she looked DS but since my amnio was negative they didn't check further. For the next month I sensed something different about her. She wasn't like my older two children, when they were babies. At her first month check up I told her doctor that I thought there was something wrong with her. That is when she told me they had thought she had Down Syndrome but because of the amnio didn't check. She then sent us to a geneticist. They did a blood test on her and found the MDS with 70% of her cells normal and 30% affected.

I have to say it took my by surprise. I also didn't know anything about Down Syndrome. I remember thinking that she won't grow up like my other children, that she will never marry and have kids of her own. I was a little bit in shock.

A little history, my husband left me when I was six months pregnant with Christine. So most of all her tests and all her early intervention and anything I had do concerning her I did myself. Having her was what saved me from falling apart when he left. I had her to think about and my other two children.

Now that she is older I feel alot better about her future. I can see the things she can do. She has just started kindergarten and it is a challange for her. I find that I need to have a lot more patience with her and just take one day at a time. Sometimes this is hard to to. She is my angel and I thank God everyday for her. She had taught me alot and made me look at life and people alot differently. Everyday is a new challange in raising her.

I also must mention my older two children, my son Nicky is 11 and just started middle school, and my daughter Danielle is 10 and Christine's helper in school. They attend the same school. My children are a big help with Christine. And I know they are better for having a sister like Christine.     Back to Personal Stories Page


Force
Huntingtown, MD
csforce@chesapeake.net
Story submitted:  January 23, 2001

Mattworking.jpg (13749 bytes)Carlos and I found out about Matthew's diagnosis before he was born. We had an amnio, as with our first child, because of my "advanced" age. I was a little concerned when it took longer than with our first child to get the results, then, when the doctor called me, as opposed to one of the office help, which was the case with our first, I KNEW something was wrong. All I remember was the words "something wrong" and "Mosaic Down Syndrome (a "milder" form of Down Syndrome)." It seemed to me like she was talking forever, and through my tears, I wasn't able to comprehend any of it (regardless of the fact I was a nurse). I called my husband at work (he's a Paramedic and had to be tracked down at one of the local hospitals). He describes hearing the news as "like a knife through my heart." My reaction was much the same. It just so happens that he was working with someone who had a friend whose child had Down Syndrome. After talking to each other, we placed the call. She was a Godsend...we talked for almost two hours and learned for the first time what "mosaic" down syndrome was. I remember at that point trying to find information...wanting to know what to expect...but finding the word "mosaic" only briefly mentioned in articles which were mostly about down syndrome. Matt was born February 5, 1995. Although he was early (right at 37 weeks) he was healthy and beautiful. The Geneticist who evaluated him at birth said that she was unable to tell which of the 12 infants she was to evaluate. He had no physical features. Matt was followed until 15 months and met every milestone at or ahead of schedule. At age 3 we realized that his speech was not as it should be (he was only saying about 4-5 words) and got him back into the "Child Find" program. He was placed in the pre-school program and thanks to Christian Oliva, his teacher, was talking in 5-7 word sentences in a matter of 5 months!

Matt is now 6 years old. He is in speech therapy this year and progressing at a rapid pace. He is in special ed in the morning and a class for the "at risk" children in the afternoon. Matt is doing so well in the special ed class that we are meeting with his teacher this week to see about getting him into the regular Kindergarten class for part of the morning. Matt loves computers and has learned a great deal from them. He doesn't like the idea of his mom as a teacher. He loves school, plays well with others and loves doing his homework. He is an excellent student. He is expected to be in regular 1st grade next year.

This group has been such a blessing. It was created after Matt was born and we had wasted hours searching for information that wasn't there. It is nice to be able to find out how others have dealt with problems in raising a child with special needs and encouraging to discover that others have had the same problems we have. It is also nice to talk to parents of children (or even the children) who are older in order to have an idea what to expect.

Matt is truly a Gift of God. We love him dearly. Although he has a heart of gold, he is very strong willed. Even though this is hard on us, we feel it is a gift from God to Matt which will help him deal with life as he grows older. Matt is fortunate to have a big brother who loves to teach and is very patient with him. Every day we thank God for the special gift of Matt. He is definitely a "special" child.

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Friedenburg
Bellerose, New York
darrensue@verizon.net
story submitted:  May 4, 2006

Emily was born September 16, 2003. We were ecstatic. We had the perfect pair (we also have a son who is 3 years older than Emily). Shortly after she was born, I began to have weird dreams. In these dreams a doctor is telling me my beautiful baby girl has Down Syndrome. I pushed these dreams out of my mind after talking to a friend of mine who works with kids with DS.

As Emily got older, I noticed she wasn't doing things other children were doing. She wasn't rolling over or sitting up. She was alert and happy, but I began to get concerned.  (She was just about a year old.) After talking with the doctor, I told her that I was calling Early Intervention. EI came to evaluate Emily and it was decided that Emily needed Physical Therapy. In fact, the PT who evaluated Emily commented that she had "muscle tone like a baby with Down Syndrome." This shocked me because my dream was similar to this. I pushed it out of my mind and Emily started improving with therapy.

Within a few months, Emily began to crawl and sit up. Then she pulled to standing and began to walk. We were elated. We added Occupational Therapy because we noticed that Emily could not grasp objects or feed herself.

In April of 2006, our older child was diagnosed with Autism. While sitting at the neurologist's office, I was talking to a parent who was there because her child had low muscle tone. I talked with my husband about the possibility of seeing the neurologist to find out what was going on with Emily.

Just before the appointment, a friend of the family suggested we have Emily tested for Down Syndrome. I responded with, "She doesn't have Down Syndrome features." (This woman's daughter has Down Syndrome.) She explained that children with DS don't always have all the characteristics. Our friend explained that she had been watching Emily develop and it might be a good idea to check it out.

At first, the neurologist didn't think it was possible. Emily had one or two features, but they could be explained in the family. He tested her blood.

We were shocked to find out that Emily had 6% Down Syndrome cells. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My AFP blood test had been normal and I had had a normal pregnancy.

I immediately got to work getting Emily into a program. She now attends school 5 days a week for 2 1/2 hours per day. She also receives PT, OT and Speech and she is doing beautifully. (She is approximately 33% delayed in all areas.) She is beginning to talk and she loves running around after her brother.

Emily will be 3 in September and we have high hopes for her. We still don't know how she will do in terms of her IQ and learning, but we love her and will support her through her difficulties. She is our sweet princess and all who meet her fall in love with her instantly.

I am honored to know that I have been chosen to be her Mom.

Updated: March 4, 2008

Emily is now 4 years old and she will be entering kindergarten in September. (She turns 5 in Sept.) Emily has been attending ACDS (Association for Children with Down Syndrome) since she turned 3. She is in a mixed ability class this year. Only 4 children (including Emily) are affected by DS. The other children have mild learning issues. Emily is now recognizing all the letters of the alphabet and the numbers 1-31 (in print) She loves to point out letters and numbers whenever she sees them. As of now, it looks as if Emily will be in a Collaborative Team Teaching Class (Special Ed and General Ed in the same class). We are so proud of everything she has accomplished. She is loved by so many people! She is always happy and as sweet as candy.

I never thought having a child with MDS would be filled with so much joy, but I am so proud that she has been given to me.  
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Fulcher
Fayetteville, NC
Story submitted:  August 19, 2007

I “ Barbara” met such a nice couple when I was on my way back home to North Carolina ( we have been stationed here for almost 1 year and my husband is in Iraq at the present time) and they were on their way back to Florida and I just happened to drive behind them at the gas station and noticed that they were from Florida and I noticed that they had a ribbon on their vehicle in reference to support Down Syndrome and I approached the gentleman and start talking to him after he told me that he had a son with Down's and I told him that I also had a son with Down's. They were very nice people. I believe her name was Kim.

I have not experienced any major problems with my son that I call "My Big Buddy". Without him I could not go on, because he his such a sweet and wonderful person. I did not know what to expect when I had a child with Downs, because there was so many tales, but after finding out that his grandmother had 3 sons with Downs and his father was the only son that did not have Downs and my son became special to every one in my family and is loved so much, but unfortunately, his father did not know how to adapt to his first child having Downs and he chose not to help me raise him and we separate, but by the grace of the good lord above, I managed to raise my son with the LORDS help and he is 25 years old and very special and happy. Praise GOD!!

I sometimes experience the uncomfortable of him when he has gout, but other than that, he is wonderful.

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