What Doctors Didn’t Tell Me About My Daughter’s Down syndrome

When my daughter, Willow, was born we heard over and over again how weak she was because of her Down syndrome. Doctors and nurses used words like “fragile” and “frail.” Willow’s medical file was filled with even uglier words. “Failure to thrive” topped the list. Hypotonia, or low tone, quickly followed. Every word wreaked of weakness. … More What Doctors Didn’t Tell Me About My Daughter’s Down syndrome

My Empty Nest

She didn’t even say “bye bye.” No kiss. No hug. No tears. Well, at least on her end. It’s Willow’s first day of school. I’ve dreamed of this day, wondered what it would be like. Now, it’s here. I left her in her classroom, playing. She was so busy cooking on her fake stove that she … More My Empty Nest

Road Trip!

Since Willow’s birth, I’ve been learning what it means to fully trust God. It means letting go, when you want nothing more than to hold on. It means being comfortable with the uncomfortable. It means praying and believing He’s got your back, even when the road in front is unfamiliar and a bit scary. This … More Road Trip!