Drawing the Line (the reality of The Eradication)

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Down syndrome termination

My fictional story The Eradication is closer to reality than you might think. Scientists have discovered a genetic mutation that leads to the development of autism. Less than two weeks ago, a study was released that shows a different genetic mutation plus lead exposure (found in everything from toys to vacuum cleaner cords) increases the chances of a child developing… Read more »

The Eradication (a fiction)

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As an old woman, I am privileged to revisit past events with an objective lens. It was a different world then. Early in the year, 2018: I was 38 years old and pregnant with my fifth baby. If you’ve seen one baby’s ultrasound you’ve seen them all, so my husband remained home with the other children while I attended the… Read more »

Old House People

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old house people

When I started this blog in 2014, I mostly intended for it to be a blog about working on my new-to-me old house, plus a little about family. The blog immediately went in the direction of Down syndrome. Mostly I try to write when something moves me. Now that I have succeeded in getting out many of my Down syndrome-related… Read more »

Love is a prayer

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My first thoughts in the year 2016 centered around prayer, mostly that I don’t do enough of it. My paths are paved with the best intentions. Each season of the Church year I dutifully pick up the accompanying prayer book from church. I imagine my family gathered around the dinner table in shared devotion. Then life happens. Dinner is chaos… Read more »

Decorating the Christmas tree

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Christmas tree

Ever since my son could pull to stand we’ve needed a gate around our Christmas tree to minimize ornament grabbing and tree pulling. It was effective the first and (maybe) second years at most. After that, the tree gate became more of an enticing challenge and receptacle for tossed toys. Last Christmas, the tree enclosure served as a minimal deterrent…. Read more »

To the doctor who called my son a “Downs patient”

I feel a little sheepish hiding behind the safety of my blog. If it bothered me, I should have corrected your language at the time. But I didn’t want to be a party pooper. We were having such a positive appointment. You were explaining why Kyle might not need to wear orthotics in his shoes anymore. At odds with what… Read more »