I've noticed something about myself;
I'm not as good of a listener as I once was.
I used to be a really good listener, and truly I am
very interested in what people have to say....
but what I've noticed about myself lately is that
I shamelessly manipulate nearly every
conversation I am engaged in.
I will graciously participate in a conversation all the while
maneuvering the topic until it pertains to Nate.
I especially enjoy conversation with people that I don't know,
because then I get to surprise them with my unexpected disclosure
and watch their faces as I gush about something
most people feel
uncomfortable discussing. I love to see their
the more I share about my son, and am amazed
at the delightful conversations that follow.
I just love Love LOVE talking about Nate.
I like to think that one conversation at a time I am helping to change
the perception many have about kids born with Ds.
I will have any conversation with anyone at any time.
I will proudly proclaim his diagnosis,
and tell all who will listen what a knuckle-head I used to be.
I used to be afraid, but I'm not anymore.
I used to think I would have to make excuses,
but I wouldn't dare make excuses for this kiddo.
I used to believe I would feel heartbroken and sad,
but the only heartbreak going on is when my heart bursts with joy.
I'm only sad when he's not in my arms.
I adore you, Natie!