Yesterday was tough and awesome, all wrapped into one...
I had a meeting with Lincoln's school... assessing him. These tests are done every three years, and generally assess his developmental and cognitive abilities.... I knew what they were going to say. I expected it. I know my son was born with Down Syndrome. I understand what that means... it still sucks to hear it, detailed out... just exactly how far behind he is. Compared to a typical kid... you know, they were super aware of telling me how awesome he is too, and making sure to mention all the strides we've made... but it still sucked. Big. Time.
Self-pity party. Party of one. Right here. Cried until I didn't think there were tears left. Then cried more. UGH.
THEN, my boy decided that it would be ok, to take a 2nd bite of some canned sweet potatoes (don't hate. I've never bought or made a fresh one, but I see it happening in my near future) that I pureed. AND then a banana!! This was one of those moments when only a mom who's been waiting for four years for her son to eat table food - even if it was mashed up...- happened, and I stood there and held back more tears... happy ones this time.
Still fighting back tears today... knowing this is the story of the rest of our lives... grateful to have been given all that we have, celebrating each achievement as them come... and then feeling a little sad at the same time.
But, we'll get through this... we will come out on top, as better, stronger people, with more compassion and empathy because of it. And there's nothing to complain about when you keep that perspective...
Today's a new day. It's sunny, warm, and we have Spring Programs for Lincoln tonight, and Lily tomorrow. School's almost out. Summer's on the horizon. ♥
