321 Go

Honestly, it took until my daughter was about 6 months old for me to say 'I'm so glad you're mine'. If you've read our birth story you would know that it wasn't very conventional, or very positive. I was overwhelmed with worry, I was anxious about the future, I was concerned about my daughter's health. I was fiercely protective of this little girl from the minute we took her home. The first week in hospital was rocky and I felt like she wasn't ours - we kept leaving her in the special care nursery and it was all so surreal... I didn't go outside for a week and had very little concept of night and day. Time passed in 3 hour blocks, the next time we could see her, feed her, change her, and hopefully have a cuddle. There was no bond. Once we got her home and I stared at her for hours on end for a few weeks, we learnt each other's noises. I was so very concerned with keeping her fed and making sure she slept enough, and stressing about trying to ...

Today, Emma is 21 months old. There's 3 months until her birthday. I like 21, and I like 3 - because she's got 3 copies of chromosome 21. Also, 1 plus 2 is 3. This means that today... I'm launching this blog!!! It's the perfect day, the perfect combination, for a perfect girl. The name of the blog came to me in a dream, a dream I had of Emma on her 21st birthday, at her book signing... because she'd taken over the blog her mum had started and was famous. Of course. All of the October stuff was written in October of this year, 2017, for Down syndrome awareness month. The first few posts were written when Emma was born, and then a few months old. I found them when I went to set up this blog. People have been telling me for months that I have to write, and I know that I have to write, but the pressure of not having it perfect has made me reluctant to do it. No more. Today, my girl is 21 months old and she is THRIVING. I know this, because tonight I spe...