Half Birthday

So Thatcher turned six months old today. It’s hard to believe that half a year has gone by already. More than half of my maternity leave is over and I can’t imagine not spending my days hanging out with my favourite little bird. I’m trying not to think about that fact yet.

Instead, I’m thinking over the past six months and how our lives have changed. Before Thatcher was born, I thought I knew how our life would look. We’d have 2.5 children, get out of debt, buy a house, start saving for their university educations. They would move out at 18, get married and we’d become grandparents while bragging to our friends and neighbours that our daughter finished her PhD and our son just accepted a new teaching position in some country in Europe.

Now? It’s mostly the same image, with a dose of reality. Life is probably not going to be ordinary. It might not live up to the high expectations that I set when I was 15 and thought that I was going to be the most successful person ever and own a tiger and live in a custom-built home (Really. Those were the things I thought I’d have). Instead, life is going to be extraordinary. It’s going to exceed my expectations in the best of ways, and be full of so much love it still brings me to tears occasionally (blame the hormones.. can’t I still blame them?!). It might be full of therapies, or blood work, and specialist’s appointments, but it will be amazing.

In his short life, Thatcher has taught me to be stronger than I ever imagined. He has taught me that I can be a strong advocate for those who need it (like when I pushed and pushed to not give him bottles or pacifiers or formula, and adamantly swore that I would make breastfeeding work… and eleven pounds later… it obviously did!). He has taught me to love fiercely and unconditionally. When he was born, the first thing I saw was his Down Syndrome. Now all I see is Thatcher. He is smart, he is strong, he is handsome, and he is good. It has become our mantra and I tell him every day. He is not a child with a disability. He is a child with SO MANY abilities. He will do amazing things. He will teach the world that different can be amazing, and that everyone is capable of doing things if they believe they can.

When I was decorating Thatcher’s nursery, I made four pieces of wall art. They are all E.E. Cummings quotes, with little nautical images behind them. It’s really funny, the way things work out. I chose four quotes that I liked, but I didn’t think 100% about how they would impact us. My favourite of the quotes is as follows; “to be nobody but yourself in a world that is doing it’s best to make you somebody else, is to fight the hardest battle you are ever going to fight.” Obviously I chose it because I feel strongly in being yourself and being what you want to be when you grow up, but I think now that it is so much more than that. Thatcher is who he is. He isn’t who I thought he would be, but he is exactly who he is supposed to be, and I will always encourage him to be himself and only himself. He might be different, but different is phenomenal. Nobody can change him, and nobody should. I think it’s something we should all live by.

Another thing that I have been thinking about a lot lately is Down Syndrome awareness. When Thatch was first born, I wasn’t into it. Don’t get me wrong, I am all for inclusion and rights for people with disabilities. It’s just that I didn’t want people to see Thatcher as “the kid with Down Syndrome” and I didn’t want us to be seen as the family with the child with Down Syndrome. I wanted us to be a “normal” family. What I didn’t consider was that that will never be us. And that’s okay. Case in point: This week I went to the community pool with Thatcher, a friend, and her daughter. The pool is attached to an elementary school who happened to be ending for the day as we were leaving the pool. As we were walking out the door, there was a group of kids with their caregiver leaving the building. Out of five kids, my eye was drawn to one girl. She was probably seven or eight, with red hair and adorable purple glasses. And she had Down Syndrome. Now, maybe I notice people with Down Syndrome more often now because of Thatcher. Or maybe I would have noticed anyway, because she didn’t look like a typical child. Either way, I noticed her. And I thought, what an adorable little girl. I didn’t think anything negative. I just noticed, that’s all. So… maybe people will notice Thatcher. They might think he is different. But damn if I won’t do everything I can to make sure that when they notice him, they also notice how smart he is, how strong he is, how handsome he is, how good he is. They will notice all those things that are my mantra. They will see that he is different, maybe, but they will see all the ways that he is just like everyone else, and even all the ways that he is phenomenal. If everyone was aware of what Down Syndrome is, and what it isn’t, that’s what they would see. They wouldn’t feel sad for us, or say “I’m sorry” when I tell them about his extra chromosome. They would ask us questions to further their understanding, but they wouldn’t think for a second that there was anything wrong with him, that there was anything that he wasn’t capable of.

So, what does this epiphany mean? Will I focus on Thatcher’s extra chromosome? Absolutely not. But will I shy away from questions, or close myself off from people who want to learn about what it all means? Nope. I will do my best to educate my friends and family, and to advocate for Thatcher and push him to do his best and explore the things he loves to do as he grows and discovers new likes and dislikes and hobbies. He will be the best that he can be, and do the things he loves, and I will stand by him through it all.

This Tuesday, we get to meet one of our biggest inspirations, T from Happy Soul Project and her amazing family, including Pip, her beautiful one-year-old daughter who happens to have Down Syndrome.  We are meeting them for a story on Global News about their family and T’s amazing job of advocating for Pip and helping to educate the masses and get everyone to see how different is beautiful. I am so psyched to meet them as they have been such an inspiration to our family… they are paving the way for people to see Down Syndrome in a different light. By all means, if you are somehow reading my blog and haven’t checked out Happy Soul Project yet… do it now! You will not be sorry, and will start following on Facebook just to see the daily, adorable Pip photos.. I know they brighten our day!

All in all, if you are still with me here, this has been totally random ramblings of my brain, just wanted to recount my thoughts recently… a lot of them have just been due to reminiscing over the past six months. If you are reading this and you are at the beginning of your journey with your child, whether they have Down Syndrome, are typical and have no health issues, are a preemie, whatever the case is… The next six months are going to be hard. Some of us have more challenges than others, but I think it’s hard for everyone. There are sleepless nights, hormones, etc on top of any medical issues going on, and some days you’re going to think it’s more than you can handle. It’s not. I’m not religious so I don’t buy into any of that “God doesn’t give you more than you can handle” business per say, but what I do believe is that you are stronger than you think. When I was pregnant, I worried that I wouldn’t know how to raise a child. When Thatch was born, I worried that I wouldn’t know how to raise a child with Down Syndrome. But you get through it. You learn with your child, you and your first born learn together. You teach them, and they teach you more than you could ever imagine. My life is nowhere near where I pictured it when I was fifteen. But it is so much better, so much richer, filled with so much more love than I could even imagine, and I wouldn’t change it for anything.

So happy half-birthday, my little bird. I can’t wait to see all the ways that you will change the world.


6 responses to “Half Birthday

  1. This is such a lovely post and I SO appreciate hearing these words from you today. You always seem to be writing about things that make me say ‘Yes! Someone understands what’s happening in my brain!!’ Hurray Thatcher! We always celebrate “half” birthdays in our house. 🙂

    And on an unrelated note… You are so lucky to have another 6 months left on your leave!! Tessa will be 3.5 months when I go back at the end of March. It’s coming so quickly….

    • Thanks! It’s kind of all over the place but that’s how my brain works!

      I know! We are so lucky in Canada to get a year off… I don’t know how I would do it if I didn’t have that time. Especially since I work twelve hour shifts, it is going to be ridiculously hard when I do go back : /
      What is your plan with Tessa when you go back? Daycare, or a family member? I am starting to think about daycare but it is overwhelming!!!

      • My older daughter goes to an in-home daycare and Tessa will go the same place. I know it can be overwhelming, but it does get easier. I sent Ellie off to daycare when she was only 7 weeks old, so to have 14 with Tessa is new for me!!! The first couple days back to work – or maybe weeks – are pretty emotionally draining. This time around, I find myself actually missing my job and the adult interaction!

  2. I loved every word of this Trianna…..read it twice!! Happy Half Birthday Thatcher!! We have always celebrated Shaylee’s half birthdays too!!!

  3. Tri that was so beautifully written.All I can say is I hope someday Thatcher realizes just how lucky he is that you are his mom. With you in his corner he will be whatever he wants to be and I look forward to his journey in this life and believe he will make a difference!!!

  4. I can not believe that it has been six months already. This little bird has brought more love and joy and yes for sure tears as well to our family than we ever thought possible. He will never wonder what it feels like to be loved or adored because one smile from him brightens all of our days, and we love him unconditionally. With you as his parents I know that he will never be told what he can’t do, but what he can do. Before you were pregnant Tri, I told you when you had a baby you would take a bullet for them, lay down your life for them, do whatever it took to keep them safe. I would still do it for you until I am no longer breathing, and now I will do it for Thatcher. You and the baby bird are my heart and I am with you all the way, through thick and thin. I have no doubt that you will learn everything you need to know to give Thatcher the exceptional life that I know he will have. He sure had a rocky beginning, which brought us all to our knees, and it is so crazy how one tiny little bird can get to you and tie your heart in knots. He is strong, funny, stubborn, smart, and downright adorable, and the best part of both of you. I am honored to be the baby bird’s Grandma, and I promise I will be the best Grandma I can be.

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