Adoption...the one thing, I NEVER, in a million years, would have thought adoption would TIE me to a world full of people I never knew beforehand. In all my naivety, I would not have dreamed this would have been my walk in life--never mind me raising two children with Down syndrome as well.
I never wanted children. That's right, never. Didn't want to mother little beings and bring them up in this world. One child, born to another woman, changed that all for me--he just graduated. I became pregnant, unexpectedly, with my first born after a difficult miscarriage.
Jared set me full on the path of motherhood. And, I was content. Happy. Ecstatic to raise just one child when my marriage fell apart. I was a single mom. Something I never wanted to be either. Yet, I did it and I did it well with the support of loving friends and family. Then came the twins, Down syndrome, and adoption.
Adoption.
"Children born to another woman call me 'Mom'.
The magnitude of that tragedy and the depth
of that privilege are not lost on me.''
of that privilege are not lost on me.''
Where am I going with this? Well, Down syndrome and adoption have tied me to a woman I have never met (I will someday) and she is adopting her 3rd son with Down syndrome. Did you catch that? Her 3rd son, born with Down syndrome.
I am not going to try and make Nykki sound like a saint. I will not make her out to be some WonderMom or SuperYoga-Hero (but I am pretty darn sure she is both). I will say this, she is a mom with a heart for her boys. The videos, the pictures, the love I see in her face in the pictures when the boys were first laid in her arms is magical. She loves those two with all her being, and it is apparent, y'all and her heart is hungry for her third son.
She chose to mother children, like my sons, born with Down syndrome. She chose to adopt. She chose motherhood--I tried to run from it :) She is a ROCKSTAR in my book. We are in stark contrast of one another in many ways...but that doesn't matter, because at the end of the day. We are tied, she and I. Oddly, magically, wondrously tied by an extra chromosome and adoption.
Please, help Nykki fund raise to alleviate the financial burden that accompanies adopting. Elliott will be home in about 6 months from what I understand. The matching process was fast, the paperwork has been set in motion. Soon she will travel to bring him home, forever.
I am not going to try and make Nykki sound like a saint. I will not make her out to be some WonderMom or SuperYoga-Hero (but I am pretty darn sure she is both). I will say this, she is a mom with a heart for her boys. The videos, the pictures, the love I see in her face in the pictures when the boys were first laid in her arms is magical. She loves those two with all her being, and it is apparent, y'all and her heart is hungry for her third son.
She chose to mother children, like my sons, born with Down syndrome. She chose to adopt. She chose motherhood--I tried to run from it :) She is a ROCKSTAR in my book. We are in stark contrast of one another in many ways...but that doesn't matter, because at the end of the day. We are tied, she and I. Oddly, magically, wondrously tied by an extra chromosome and adoption.
Please, help Nykki fund raise to alleviate the financial burden that accompanies adopting. Elliott will be home in about 6 months from what I understand. The matching process was fast, the paperwork has been set in motion. Soon she will travel to bring him home, forever.
Home to a family that will LOVE him unconditionally, rear him to love all, and teach him what love and acceptance, on every level, is really all about. I am proud to "know" Nykki P. and I hope that you will help her in this journey to bring Elliott home. Please click on his picture to donate to her funding site.
"I will go before you and will level the mountains; I will break down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron. I will give you hidden treasures, riches stored in secret places, so that you may know that I am the LORD, the God of Israel, who summons you by name." Isaiah 45:2-3 (NIV)
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