3.21

March 21st, 3-21, or National Down Syndrome Awareness Day. How ironic that 3.21 was my due date. On 12.29 we were blessed with twins. One child with 46 chromosomes, the other with 47. That extra chromosome has opened our eyes and our hearts. One little extra chromosome on the 21st pair has led us to be scared, worried, frustrated. Frustrated that we can't take away that extra chromosome to make her life easier.



Mostly, the parent of a child with Down syndrome—or autism or Turner’s syndrome or Prader Willi syndrome or, for that matter, no syndrome at all—wants the world to accept their child. To love them, praise them, high five them on the soccer field, compliment their awesome sneakers, invite them to birthday parties, ask them questions and really listen when they reply, pick them for playdates, help them when they’re struggling, teach them when they need it and recognize all the good they have to give the world. Kelle Hampton



But it has also changed us forever. We've learned (ok...are learning) to be more patient, and to enjoy the small things. Her accomplishments, her trials, and mostly just her...



She's Brooke!


The Lili head lock!