The price of perfection.

I was shocked to read of a family who is suing their doctor because of a missed prenatal diagnosis of Down syndrome. I am both angered and disgusted and ashamed of people like them.

The price of perfection (thank you Heidi for that quote). What price were they willing to pay? Abortion and had they known, they would have terminated. The price is a life. They admit this today, not only do they admit their utter disappointment but they are wanting restitution for a life changed. How utterly disgusting. My heart breaks for their 2 year old little girl. CPS should take her and give her to a loving home, namely mine.

The price for perfection, statistics that shock me are nearly unbelievable. There are NO guarantees in life. No guarantee the "perfect" child born will be "perfect" their entire life. NO guarantees that child will develop "normally". No guarantee your child will look like all the other kids, talk like all the other kids, grow like all the other kids, be skinny like the cool kids, be smart like the honor roll students, be athletic, be heterosexual, be only male or female, be born with full vision, hearing, and the like. If you are not willing to accept what you get when you roll the proverbial genetic dice; keep your legs shut.

This is not about religion (but I do believe abortion is an abomination). It is about life and what you do with it when life comes to you. My heart always aches a bit when I think about the 90% of babies with Down syndrome that are not born just because the woman carrying them found out while she was pregnant and then terminated. I did not have a prenatal diagnosis because I declined all testing; the testing would have made no difference to me and Shawn.

Our babies were coming. Two boys, two first born sons for my husband. New life. A new beginning, a fresh start, a challenge but then again all children are. Joseph has Down syndrome and I knew it the moment I laid eyes on him. I knew his secret, his blessing, his gift.

My heart breaks for all those babies who are gone and the would be parents that don't know the blessing, who refuse to accept the blessing, who never see that gift, who never revel in the secret and then SHOUT it to the world.