On February 2nd at 4:59 AM, our third beautiful son Joaquin Andres Sanchez was born. On May 2nd at 4:59 PM, his three month birthday, we learned that Joaquin's cells have the presence of an additional third chromosome 21 or "Trisomy 21" also known as Down syndrome. Join us on our journey as we discover that three is definitely a charm.
Joaquin continues to eat more and more variety and textures of foods. His absolute FAVORITE snack is nori. Yes.....indeed. He loves dried seaweed.
We break it up into little pieces and he readily opens his mouth and let's it quickly dissolve. It's a great way to get a "green" vegetable in him. As a matter of fact, it's Diego and Mateo's snack of choice as well.
Another fun snack we've discovered is fruit leather. All natural, organic, 100% dried fruit strips that I break into small pieces and Joaquin gobbles it up. He still continues to eat brown rice puffs as well so now we have a nice variety of easy to travel with snacks that don't spoil or require any special handling. These snacks and his straw sippy cup full of water are all we need and we are ready to go!
Joaquin is still officially vegan and I'm still breastfeeding a couple times a day. He has never had dairy, meat, wheat, banana, nightshades, citrus or corn. He eats a variety of fruit (apples, berries, mangos, peaches, pears, plums) and vegetables (peas, spinach, squash, sweet potato, pumpkin, carrots, turnips, broccoli, beets) and he eats flax meal, brown rice, coconut/olive/grapeseed oils, lentils, beans (kidney, black, pinto) and oats. He is thriving, healthy, has tons of energy and has a really gorgeous glow to his skin!
The only supplements we use currently are B-12 once a week, occasionally some probiotics and when I feel like it a multivitamin.
I highly recommend trying the seaweed. It might become your little one's favorite new snack!
I cannot wait to get my hands on this. I cannot wait to read it cover to cover. We are contributing authors in the book so we are especially excited to see it in print.
Gifts, the first book, was a life saving book for me in the early days of receiving Joaquin's diagnosis. I truly believe that reading Gifts helped move me quickly out of the grieving process and into complete joy and anticipation. We honestly feel that Joaquin is a GIFT and the book certainly was a gift as well.
To be able to give back to other families now in Gifts 2 is an honor. We are so proud of Kathryn Soper's work in collecting the stories and publishing these amazing books...these amazing GIFTS.
I just want to get this one off my chest because it's come up quite a bit for me and it's my own personal battle or struggle, if you will. I wonder what other people think about this.
Here is the scenario. We parents all love to talk about the future of our children with our friends and their kids. Often we parents love to talk, joke, or imagine our son/daughter either dating, marrying, or going to the prom with our friend's son/daughter. This is very typical, fun and harmless talk.
Now here's my dilemma. When it comes to Joaquin, I find myself holding back from making these types of comments for fear of alarming the other parent in some way. Would it freak my friends out? Now, Joaquin is already betrothed to many adorable sweethearts in the "little something extra" club (wink, wink!!) but I have never made a comment to a friend if their child happens to be "typical." I know Joaquin is loved and accepted by my friends but for some reason I'm afraid to even approach this particular subject. In fact, I steer clear of this kind of talk when it comes to Joaquin. If it's Diego or Mateo, it's a totally different story.
Is this wrong? Is this being too cautious? Is this a silly thing to be thinking about? Am I being prejudiced? Am I limiting my child in some way? I don't know. If we are all about acceptance, then I shouldn't be worried about making these very innocent and fun comments about Joaquin with whoever pops into my head. Is it realistic to think that he will date or marry someone "typical"? I don't know...probably not. Is it possible he will go to a prom with someone "typical"? Probably. I think about the movie Mr. Blue Sky where a "typical" young man falls in love and marries a young woman with Down syndrome. I thought the movie was charming but unrealistic. I love the idea of it but somehow I just don't see it happening. Has it happened before? Am I way off base?
Joey (a.k.a. Jo Jo) is getting big! Here is an adorable photo my friend Jennifer Ferrara took a few days ago at the park. We love taking care of Joey during the week and it's so much fun watching him grow and develop. He is SO strong and determined and he is such a sweet baby boy.
I heard the sweetest words from our little four year old Mateo the other day. It was one of THOSE days. A day when lots of thing went wrong. Stroller smashed into my car (no babies in it...thank goodness!), purse rolled off the top of the stroller into a filthy, murky, wet ditch (as a result of the stroller smashing into my car), stroller gets quickly relocated only to roll through some old...yikes!!!...vomit (or so it looked like). BLECH!!!! I'm quietly dealing with all of this while trying to unload Mateo, Joaquin and Joey out of the minivan in order to get to a Speech Therapy appointment on time in Midtown. I usually have it down to a science but this particular day was a circus act.
Then, in the quietest of voices and from behind me, Mateo is standing on the sidewalk apparently watching all of this unfold and understanding my desperation he says to me....
"Mom, I wish I was a grown up, so I could help you."
My heart immediately melted into a puddle on the cement. My sweet, soulful, gentle Teo. I immediately hugged him and told him how those words were the kindest words I had ever heard him say.
Thank goodness for the park down the street from our house. It's like our other backyard these days. Here is Joaquin playing with Mateo in the "tube" at East Lawn Park. Gotta love those smiles!
Last Saturday, I completed the Inaugural Rock N Roll Marathon in Seattle! It originally was planned to be a family vacation but in the interest of saving money we decided that I would take Joaquin (since I'm still nursing him) and go with my girlfriends.
We drove the minivan straight through from Sacramento to Seattle in a record 13 hours through the night. Joaquin was a champion passenger as were my friend Mary Ellen's two girls, Malia and Annalise. Mary Ellen, Michelle (my good friend and running partner) and I took turns driving and stopped 2 or 3 times for gas and snacks and the kids slept right through it all.
We stayed at Mary Ellen's sister's house in North Seattle and were welcomed warmly by the family which included little Kaylin and Anika. Joaquin was surrounded by the girls all weekend.
The day before the race, Michelle and I toured Seattle. It is one of my favorite cities and it was a gorgeous sunny day. We went to Pike Place Market and the "Original" Starbuck's coffee house. Joaquin was thrilled with the sights and sounds of the busy city.
Race day was perfect as well. I felt prepared and ready for the run. Within the first 7 miles of the course, I saw two bald eagles on Lake Washington Boulevard. Amazing! At mile 20, Mary Ellen and Joaquin were waiting for me but I never saw them or heard them...I must have really been in the "zone". I feel terrible that I didn't see their smiling faces and I know it wasn't easy for them to get there either. Joaquin spent the rest of the day with Mary Ellen and her sister Suzie at the Seattle Children's Museum as I raced my way to Qwest Stadium for the finish of the 26.2 mile run. It was a perfect day and a perfect run for me.
The following day we packed up the minivan and headed home to Sacramento. It took us much longer going home after a stop in Portland for lunch and Ashland for dinner. But once again, our kids proved to be much better passengers then us adults and were absolute angels the whole way home.
It was a wonderful weekend filled with good friends, good food and great accomplishments!
One of Joaquin's most favorite things to do lately is give kisses...sweet, wet kisses. For the past few weeks, he has really been pouring out the love.
Here are a few photos at the park this week where all he wanted to do was kiss on baby Joey. It's adorable! Even Mateo wanted in on the action.
I got the dreaded call today from Joaquin and Joey's physical therapist. All therapies are cancelled today since she has not received authorization yet from the Regional Center for the new fiscal year which starts today July 1st. Our PT feels she will get the authorization and not to worry just yet but I can't help but be concerned. These boys needs their therapies.
I will be sending my letter to the State of California today. This is not good.
Blueberries are a BIG hit in our family. We can't keep a container around for much longer than one sitting. Add one more person to the mix!
Joaquin LOVES blueberries and he ate them in halves. This is his first fruit that we haven't had to puree or mash. I just cut them up into halves and he chewed each one up. So fun! I think we're on to something here. Maybe my Vita Mix won't be needed as much anymore. Very exciting!
We've decided to postpone our revisit to the Institutes. We probably won't be going until November. We were originally scheduled to go in August but after a conversation with our advocate, we decided it would be best to wait. I had a great conversation with Susie, our advocate, and I actually felt better after talking to her. I was completely honest with her about how little we have been able to accomplish with Joaquin over the past few months in terms of our goals.
We've been busy and honestly a lot of Joaquin's program has not even been started. There is nothing worse than writing those words. I feel like I am failing him as a mother right now. He is still getting his Early Intervention therapies 5x/week but there is sooooo much more that I could and should be doing with him. Talk about mother's guilt.
When I get down to really looking at my schedule, it is pretty crazy busy but there IS time to fit in his program. However, I'm lacking the energy and enthusiasm that it takes sometimes and I usually want to spend my free time loving on Joaquin not "working" with him. Again, it's not supposed to be WORK and in fact, the program is supposed to be fun and enjoyable but I just feel like I'm overwhelmed with it. With the diagnosis. With the prognosis. With the responsibility. With the paperwork. With everything.
There are days when I want to throw in the towel. I want to forget about the Down syndrome and just know Joaquin. I want to accept him for all that he is right in this moment and to stop worrying about the future or how much his brain is stimulated or developed.
This job called parenting is exhausting.
So, I will take Susie's advice and start from the beginning. Taking it one step at a time. Starting with one aspect of the program and trying to accomplish it, then slowly adding more when I can. Any little bit is better than nothing. And I will remember that Joaquin is thriving no matter what by living in an active, stimulating and loving home. Thank God for that.
Here is Joaquin at the end of the day. Exhausted...just like Mama!
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Joaquin can drink from a straw! Yahoo! Thanks to the Honey Bear Sippy Cup. We are so excited!
It just took being consistent. We've had this thing around our house for a long time but I just didn't give it the effort and consistency that Joaquin needs. After one week of working with it, basically squeezing the bear so that Joaquin knew it had liquid in it and then waiting for him to close his mouth around the opening, he figured out how to sip a straw!
Another milestone to celebrate! One step closer to weaning!
Have I ever mentioned that I have this dream of becoming a yoga instructor for special needs children... a kind of mommy and me program? I have this dream and vision of Joaquin as my model as a child and then, as he grows, my business partner. And then one day teaching his own classes and starting a little franchise. I love my little yoga dream.
Here is a photo of Baby Joey and Joaquin hanging out together. So cute!
A really cool thing happened yesterday and I just have to share.
I was going through our digital camera and came across a cute video of Joaquin playing with his new Dancing Ladybug music box and I was watching and listening to it on the camera with Diego and Mateo on our couch. Joaquin was at my feet and seemed to be listening too. Then, he went crawling off with a purpose and crawled half way across the living room floor and around to the fireplace where we keep a lot of his toys. The Dancing Ladybug music box is one of many toys stored there and Joaquin went directly to it and started to play with it. It was AWESOME! He completely understood what he was listening to on the camera and decided that he wanted to play with it after hearing it.
Isn't that cool?
Here is the video we were watching...
There is a very sweet story about the Dancing Ladybug music box. A few weeks ago we were visiting with our dear friends Natasha and Stephan in San Francisco and they have a beautiful daughter named Avila. We had the pleasure of hanging out and playing with the kids and Joaquin discovered Avila's music box. Natasha wound it up for him and set it down and it was so precious. Joaquin watched and listened with such focus. Then he did his little head tilt and started doing his little wiggle dance to the music. It was a sweet moment and I had thought to myself that I would have to find something like that for Joaquin. We left San Francisco and our friends and it wasn't until the following day that I needed to get something out of my purse. Lo and behold, in my purse was the Dancing Ladybug music box. Natasha and Stephan had somehow snuck it in my purse so that Joaquin could have it. Thank you again for such a lovely surprise. Joaquin LOVES his music box from Avila.
Joaquin is communicating via sign language and it's so darn cute.
His favorite is "more" and "all done" always followed by his clapping applause and huge grin. He has other ways of communicating that he wants "milk" and it's more of a head tilt towards mama's chest rather than the actual hand sign for milk. He is also verbalizing more with purposeful sounds. He will also dance on command. His favorite is when he has had enough of his brother Mateo and he pushes him away with a big grunt sound that I'm sure will become "NO!"
It's wonderful to see his communication skills blossom and I'm hopeful that he will be able to make his needs known by signing before he can talk. We are also supposed to be using a communication board with the words "yes", "no", "maybe" and "I don't know" on them but we haven't gotten in the habit of using this yet. It's not as easy to incorporate this into our daily routine. Signing is just so easy and natural for me but I can see where having the ability to use the communication board would also be very helpful as he gets older.
Here are some photos of Joaquin playing and cheering, one his favorite things to do these days!
On Sunday, I spent the day with Lisa and made baby food for our little boys. It was so much fun. I don't know why I never did this with my other two guys! It was much easier than I had imagined. Here is Lisa's post with pictures.
Could be an exciting business adventure?!?
Thank you again Lisa for showing me the ropes and how fun and rewarding it can be to make homemade babyfood. Now I just wish I had a bigger freezer!
"I live in a nice house in the country, I keep five horses and as a family we are comfortably off. For all these things people envy me. But I have a child with Down’s syndrome and for that, people pity me. And I am here to say: wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. I am not to be pitied but to be envied."
These are some quotes from an article published in the UK Times by sportswriter Simon Barnes back in November of 2006. It's titled I'm not a saint, just a parent.
It's written with that great British humor and wit. If you get a chance, please read it. I love it. Thank you Sharon and Laurie for sharing it!
We have a new baby in the house!!! Well, at least for 4 days out of the week.
I am currently babysitting a 12 week old baby boy named Joey and he is the cutest, sweetest thing! He is so tiny next to Joaquin. All of a sudden my baby boy looks HUGE! Joey also happens to be blessed with a little something extra so it's my privilege and pleasure to help raise him while his mom and dad are working. I hope this is the beginning of a life long friendship for Joaquin and for our families.
It has been a really smooth transition so far and the boys love little "Joe-Joe." When Diego wakes up in the morning, he searches the house to see if the baby is here yet. Mateo said he loved him today. Joaquin is mesmerized by him. I will say the biggest challenge is loading and unloading the car, thank goodness I have a minivan!
We look forward to watching baby Joey grow and develop and thrive. He's ADORABLE. Check out his huge eyes! He's so inquisitive and alert. He's even rolled from his belly to back for me on his first day here and it looks like he is ready to roll from his back to his belly next. Go Joey!!!!!
I was secretly hoping that by taking care of Joey that my urge for more babies would be cured. I'm afraid not! Going from 3 to 4 boys is not so bad! Bring it on!.....No worries Hector....I'm all talk!
He loves it and so do I. The colors are gorgeous, they compliment his nursery bedding (and his eyes!). Thank you so much Chandos for sharing your talent with us. We love it and look forward to staying cozy and cuddling in it for years to come.
We can't wait to get the "official" afghan sometime this summer.
ONE BLANKET. MANY STATES. MANY COUNTRIES. HUNDREDS OF FAMILIES. ONE COMMON THREAD!
It was a perfect Mother's Day. Joaquin took his very first bike ride today in the chariot next to Mateo and pulled by his Papa. Mama got the afternoon off to ride with her girlfriends and view the David Lubin Garden Tour in East Sacramento. Later on, after dinner with Nana, Grandpa and Aunt Sarah, we went bowling. Another first for Joaquin. He loved the music, the sounds, the bowling ball, the pins, everything. Joaquin stayed up way past his bed time, red eyes and all, so as not to miss a thing! It was a really full and beautiful day. Thank you God for blessing me with my family. Being a mother has always been a dream of mine, something I knew I always wanted to be since I was a very little girl. Today is a great reminder that I am living the life I dreamed of...I'm a MOM!
I just got finished feeding Joaquin his breakfast and I thought I would share what he had today.
He nursed around 7 am right when he woke up and then spent the morning playing with his brothers. Yes! He actually plays with Diego and Mateo! In fact, this morning Mateo played "catch" with him by rolling a ball back and forth on the floor for about 30 minutes while I helped Diego with his homework. At 8:30 am, I fed Joaquin his breakfast. I mixed a jar of warm organic applesauce with a couple tablespoons of brown rice cereal, a teaspoon of flaxseed meal, a teaspoon of coconut oil, a few pinches of cinnamon and his morning supplements (Kyo-Dophilus, Folacal, and B12) ground up and mixed so he doesn't notice them. He gobbled it up and finished it off with some water from an open cup and now he is back to playing on the floor with his brothers.
A breakfast of champions! Now...if only his mom would eat as healthy in the morning!!!
One year ago today, we got the call from our pediatrician telling us that our three month old son tested positive for Trisomy 21. It's a day I will never forget and a day that will always hold a special place in my heart. It's the day my life changed forever. What a difference a year makes. One year has passed and the fear of the unknown is gone. The misconceptions have been replaced with stories of hope. The beauty of imperfection has been embraced. We truly feel blessed with the gift of our son.
Today, Joaquin also woke up with his two front teeth. They have broken the surface. It's been at least 9 months since he got his first two teeth on the bottom, now these two will join the others to make a total of 4 teeth! Thank goodness they have broken the surface. He has had some sleepless nights due to the pain. For weeks his top gum was swollen and red. Soon his smile will change. That infectious, joyful smile will be filled with his pearly whites. Stay tuned for pictures!
Happy May Day! Spring has sprung. I have a feeling this season will be full of new beginnings.
Here is our gang on Easter at my brother Zach's apartment. Diego (6), Mateo (4) and Joaquin (1) love to hang out and play with their cousins Jolie (1) and Jillian (2 1/2).
Meet Sheridan, Gabby, John Michael, and of course Joaquin. These are the new kids on the block....or at least the newest members in Sacramento with a little genetic enhancement as Sheridan's mom, Lisa, calls it.
We met last month for a playdate and had a wonderful time. I can't wait to watch these kids grow up together and I look forward to forming a lasting bond with the moms as well. It feels good to have our own little community of families on the same journey.
I am shocked at how my baby was handled just the other day. I have to leave out some of the details out of privacy for the person involved but I had to literally hold my jaw closed when I saw how Joaquin was treated the other day.
So, how do I explain this without giving away too many details? We met someone for the first time who works in the field of special needs and academia. I've been looking forward to meeting this person based on reputation. I had really high hopes and expectations. We had an opportunity to meet the other day.
This person held out their arms to hold (I thought) Joaquin when we first met. Instead of holding or hugging or talking with Joaquin, this person proceeded to inspect my child. First his feet were grabbed, looking for the sandal gap. Then his hands, literally turning both hands upside down to see if there was a simian crease. Then his shirt was lifted up to look for I don't know what. Then this person tried to get the baby to stand up on the table facing out and mentioned something about the fact that Joaquin had pretty good tone. All this time, Joaquin is trying to make eye contact with this person and arching his back to try and face this person. Joaquin is extremely curious, social and loves to look and hold people's faces but there was no opportunity for him to do this as he was being inspected. At this point, Joaquin was reaching for me so I grabbed him and this person proceeded to tell me that Joaquin had a mild strabismus but it "looked good" and that his facial features were mild. Then this person asked me if Joaquin had trouble with his cervical spine. Oh. My. Gosh. I had no idea my baby was going to be this persons next guinea pig or anatomical model. Joaquin is a baby for goodness sake. A baby....first. A baby who is darn cute....second. A baby who has Down Syndrome....third. We weren't at the doctor's office, we weren't at a clinic. We were at a youth sports event with other children and families that were all hanging out. It was so surreal.
After this really crazy, unusual, uncomfortable few minutes of interacting, this person then proceeded to tell me that Joaquin was a real cutie. Thanks.
I was really quite shocked by the whole interaction and a little confused and puzzled. I can understand that this person was probably just curious and wanted to see the "markers" up close and in the flesh. Maybe this person was "showing off" a bit and wanted me and those around to know just how smart this person could be. I don't know. What I do know is that my hopes and expectations were met with a big dose of disappointment. I guess not everyone is blessed with the sensitivity chip.
I took my first step to educate a friend about the "R" word yesterday.
I had to do it. There have been too many times I have let it go (not with this one particular person but with friends or family) and I decided that I HAVE to take a step towards educating my circle of friends when the opportunity is there. In the interest of privacy, I will omit the details of this specific interaction, but I will say that I did speak up and feel that I did it in a way that was non confrontational and hopefully effective.
Now it helped that this all happened on Facebook so I was able to do it with typed words. When I have to say something live and in person it will most definitely be more challenging. But, I took my first step and it feels good.
I could stare at this face for eternity. His long dark lashes. His gorgeous skin color. His perfectly shaped head. His adorable button nose. His soft kissable cheeks. He's so beautiful to me.
Joaquin is officially sitting up on his own and by this I mean he is able to go from a prone position all the way to sitting up to play...all by himself. It's really cute and this milestone kind of caught us off guard. A nice surprise!
A few fellow bloggers discovered this amazing photographer who often photographs children and adults with DS. Her name is Conny Wenk and she just shot what looks to be an engagement session. I have to share it too. Look at this gorgeous couple.
Joaquin made his first trip to Disneyland this past Friday in honor of his Big Brother Diego's 6th birthday. We were at the park when it opened at 8 am and we left the park close to 11 pm. That's almost 15 hours of Disney. Whew!!
Joaquin was an absolute angel throughout the trip. The highlight for the whole family was "It's a Small World". We were able to time it perfectly after a little nap and he was completely intrigued by the whole ride. He looked up and around and side to side the entire ride. It must have been the music, the lights, the repetition and the adorable doll faces smiling at him. It was a priceless moment for the entire family.
I have absolutely no pictures to post from our day because we forgot the battery pack for our camera. We did buy a disposable camera but who knows when we'll get those developed!
I found it interesting that I didn't see a single child with Down syndrome at Disneyland that day. I saw two adults, one who was in a wheelchair, but no children or babies. I was really looking too.
It was great to take the whole family on a vacation, even if it was only for one day. It was good for us to get away from the usual grind, take a day off of school and therapies and just enjoy our time together. It really is the Happiest Place on Earth.
It's time to stop using the "R" word (a.k.a. "Retard"). Educate yourself, educate your family, educate your friends, educate your neighbor, educate a stranger. The hurtful and casual use of this word needs to stop.
Why?
Because it hurts him...and millions of his peers. Please spread the word to end the word. Do it for Joaquin. He deserves respect.
We have a big flirt over here! Joaquin has discovered that he can charm the masses with his smile and coy head tilt. Oh my gosh is it ever cute. Then, after he reels you in with his grin, he'll start wowing you with his signs...waving, followed by some claps, and then again the smile. I have got to get this stuff on camera!
Today is World Down Syndrome Day...3/21...in honor of the three copies of the 21st chromosome.
Today, there is still a lot to be done in terms of advocacy, education and acceptance for children and adults with "designer" genes but we have come so far.
I watched a show on HBO called "Educating Peter." It's a documentary about a boy with DS who is integrated into a public school in the 3rd grade back in the early 90's. It actually won an Academy Award for Best Documentary Short Subject in 1992. I look forward to watching the sequel "Graduating Peter" which continues to follow this boy through high school. If you have HBO, check it out. There were parts that were very difficult to see and watch but the end result is extremely heartwarming and positive. We've come a long way since the early 1990's even.
Today, I have fewer days of worry or fear or sadness in regards to Joaquin's diagnosis. I can feel with each passing day, week, month and almost a year that I am growing stronger and I am honored to be on this journey. I feel blessed and special. I feel loved, supported and cared for. I am grateful for my family and friends. I appreciate my husband and I am thrilled with our family of three boys. Joaquin is going to reach his potential and love his life and that is all that matters at the end of the day.
We have tons of activities going on all the time and it seems as if my minivan is a gathering place for preschoolers and kindergartners these days. When I pick up Diego from school, I usually park right outside the school and have the side door open so I don't have to get Joaquin and Mateo out each time I go. It's often that a few kids will jump in to say hello to all of us in the car and look at the baby. Recently we've also been doing a lot more playdates and carpools and there are lots of kids in our lives. This is where my question comes up.
Joaquin does not have a strong tongue protrusion but often when relaxed, which is usually the case when he's in his car seat, his tongue will stick out. Also, lately, he is teething and it seems like his tongue is one of his favorite things to play with in his mouth. The number one comment made by kids when they see the baby is "Why is his tongue sticking out?" which is followed by laughter. Now, this isn't usually taunting laughter. I think it's fairly innocent. I believe it's because every school aged child has been told not to stick their tongue out so when they see a baby doing it, it's fascinating and hilarious.
What do I say to that? How do I explain? Is this an opportunity to educate and inform? Or do I continue to do what I normally do which is say something like "oh, he's just relaxed and his tongue sometimes sticks out" or "he just likes his tongue" or "isn't he funny?". I find myself struggling with how to give an appropriate response. I feel like this is just a small "taste" of what is yet to come as far as managing other people's reactions.
Even today, I was on campus at our local state college. Joaquin is a guest patient for a Mock Physical Therapy Clinic for the students once a week. I was walking to the clinic and enjoying the sun and the breeze with Joaquin in my arms and he was having so much fun with the wind. He was smiling and sticking his tongue out almost as if to taste the air. A couple of young girls walked by us and caught a glimpse of him and smiled but as soon as they passed by I heard them giggle and say "did you see his tongue sticking out?" It broke my heart a little bit.
We celebrated St. Patrick's day yesterday as a family. We took photos, we shot silly videos, drank beer (mama and papa only!) and danced after dinner. We remembered Grandma Eleanor in Heaven. One of my favorite poems is an Irish blessing. I still keep the little card we got at Grandma's wake and it says:
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face, the rain gently upon your fields and until we meet again,
A comment I made on my last post has got a lot of people asking me why we gave up dairy. It was one of the first recommendations made to us by the professionals at the Institutes. They have a whole day devoted to achieving physiological excellence during the lecture series and nutrition is a huge part of that. They have been witness to some amazing transformation in their children based on the elimination of dairy alone. There are way too many reasons why we decided to give up dairy and I really don't want to start a debate on my blog about it because that's not what this is about. All I can say is that I have done my research and I feel absolutely confident in our decision to eliminate dairy as much as possible from our diet. Again, we slip up at times and my older boys occasional have it at other people's homes or at school but at our house, you will not see any milk or dairy products in our refrigerator.
For anyone interested in the science behind the reason why "dairy is scary", I urge you to read The China Study by T. Colin Campbell. It is one of the best books I've ever read. It changed my life. It is such an important book. I believe that this should be required reading for every health professional around the world, especially nutritionists and doctors who deal with cancer, heart disease and diabetes. PLEASE, go out and buy this book! Check it out at the library if you want to save money. If you don't have time to read, get the book on tape and listen to it on your commute or on your next road trip. It is a remarkable book.
Joaquin discovered his shadow this past week now that the sun is shining again! Here he is on my parent's deck. He loves to wave his hands and watch his shadow move. It's simply adorable.
The National Down Syndrome Congress' 37th Annual Convention is going to be right here in my own backyard....SACRAMENTO!!!! I am so thrilled. This will be our first experience and I am sooooo looking forward to it! Our own local DS chapter, the DSIA, will be helping with the event and they need approximately 300 volunteers from the community.
So....mark your calendars!!! The dates are July 31st- August 2nd, right here in downtown Sacramento at the Convention Center. Anyone who lives in the area and doesn't plan on attending the conference should PLEASE volunteer to help out. For anyone interested in volunteering their time, please go to Volunteer Sign Up Form. We want the experience in Sacramento to be a super positive one.
To all my fellow bloggers, I can't wait to meet you! Please let me know if you are coming into town for the conference and if you have questions about the area, places to stay, places to eat, family friendly adventures, etc. I would love to host a little get together to meet you all, so as it gets closer we should all get in touch with one another. How fun would that be?!?
Joaquin has a crawling victory! He has achieved his goal of crawling 30 meters a day. He is also crawling over obstacles like rugs and piles of clothing. This is one of our goals for his Intensive Treatment Program at the Institutes so I have emailed them with the good news and look forward to their response and whatever new goals they will have for him. I'm sure it will be an increased distance with the goal to creep on hands and knees....we'll see!
Another one of his goals is to stand assisted for 30 seconds. We put him in a sit position and then after he grabs our thumbs, we pull him up into a stand position. He has been able to do this for quite some time. Often times, he'll go for up to a minute holding on to our thumbs. So, we just try it every day, a couple times per day to build his endurance.
This weeks People Magazine has a great little article about a dance class for children with Down Syndrome. It is such a positive, lovely article with some adorable pictures of boys and girls dancing and posing. I LOVE it! Check it out if you can.....and look for the Joaquin look-a-like! There is a little boy on the opening photo that looks like Joaquin in about 8 years...DARLING!!!!
Things are looking up. Joaquin is still battling some congestion but after two rounds of antibiotics back to back, his ears look good. He is eating again and seems to be in the midst of a reawakening of his senses and his abilities.
It's funny how life is so up and down. One day is great, the next day not so much. Bumps in the road. Tripping on our own feet as we make our way down this unknown path of raising a child with special needs. One thing is for sure, I am completely exhausted and worn out at the end of the day but I have an endless reservoir of energy when it comes to Joaquin. I don't know where it comes from but I'm so grateful for it.
We got an email this week from our local DS organization about a Spanish speaking couple at a nearby hospital who had a baby with DS and they were looking for a peer to talk to in their native language about their fears and concerns. Hector was generous enough to take the time to call them and help them through their initial shock at the hospital. We might be meeting with them this weekend at the hospital as well. It feels good to help other parents out but I found myself worrying about them and worrying about the baby. Would they get all they need for their child? Would their language barrier hinder them in getting all their benefits and services? They live out of town and I'm not familiar with where they live so I just hope and pray for them and their child that they get what they need. I need to find out if the books that were my lifeline are published in Spanish....Gifts, Road Map to Holland, Expecting Adam, etc. I am stressed about their situation and want to help more but I have to take a step back and trust that there is a system in place that will make sure they are guided on their path. We can only do so much. Our plate is pretty full.
Joaquin has a full schedule these days. We've taken a step back on the Institutes program while he's been sick the past 5 weeks so we will start that back up little by little this week, adding more and more of his program as he feels better. In addition to the program we do at home, he receives Physical Therapy twice a week, one time at home and one time in the water. He receives Occupational Therapy one time a week. He receives Music Therapy one time a week. He receives Speech Therapy once a month and Hector and I are currently taking a "Hanen Method" class once a week that is teaching us new ways of communicating. It's quite busy. Borderline crazy busy when you add in both boys school schedules with drop off and pick up, Diego's after school art and science classes, Diego and Mateo's gymnastics classes and T-Ball practices and then Diego's swim team starting up at the end of the month....oh yeah...and mom and dad training for a marathon in June.....oh my goodness!!!
Joaquin is beginning to eat again....thank goodness!!! He is also starting to use his index finger and thumb to pick up his brown rice puffs on his high chair tray. He hasn't figured out how to bring them to his mouth but he sure loves picking them up and dropping them all over the floor. These puffs are great and a perfect solution since we can't do Cheerios yet due to the wheat in them. Despite his congestion, Joaquin looks great these days. He looks more and more like a big boy every day. He's still such a baby but I can see him coming into his own. It's so very exciting.
I'm a bit frustrated right now. Joaquin seems to have taken a step backward with eating solids. For a short time, he was doing great and eating solids about three times a day, about 16-20 ounces. Now, he is barely taking in a few ounces of solids a day.
He will open his mouth, making chewing movements with his mouth and then happily spit it out or let it drool out of his mouth. He does this all with the biggest grin on his face which is adorable but I'm still frustrated. He was doing so well before he got his ear infections.
Maybe he's teething, maybe he still has some residual pain from his ear infections, maybe his stomach is upset from the antibiotics that he's still on. Who knows?
He still nurses like a champ and we will continue to do this until he can eat solids consistently but at this rate, I feel like he'll be nursing forever. I know I need to be patient but feeding children is one of those basic needs things that a mother feels completely responsible for and right now I feel like I'm failing.
So....I'll keep trying. Every day. And I'll keep wiping up the green beens that have been sprayed all over my clothes, his high chair and the kitchen walls. I know he'll figure this out. Eventually.
Joaquin has been getting around lately by army crawling or what his brothers call "inchworming". He gets everywhere he wants to and it's definitely time to babyproof the house. He LOVES the bathroom....must be the tilework in there. If he hears the shower, he wants to be in the bathroom. This baby loves the water. He loves hanging out in the boys' room too (there is a lot of action in there) and if there is a cord in the house, he's got it...hence the need for babyproofing.
He's mastered movement for the sake of transportation and it's so exciting for us. We were able to take down the ramp and reconstruct his nursery. He doesn't need the ramp to motivate him to move. Yahoo!
Then, just this week, the week of his one year birthday, he is getting up on HANDS AND KNEES! He hasn't actually creeped this way but it's oh so close. He will get into position and rock a little bit and plop down again. The fact that he is lifting his belly off the ground is terrific.
With his first birthday also came Joaquin's first official illness. He has had two ear infections, two doses of antibiotics and about 3 weeks of interrupted therapy. Poor baby! It seems that the tubes that were placed a few months ago were a blessing and a curse. He can hear now with no problem but now he is predisposed to infections. Bummer. Since he's been sick, he has been sleeping a bit more than usual and has not been eating as much but this hasn't stopped him from continuing to develop. Our goal with the Institutes is for him to move 30 meters a day, and I think we'll be calling them in a week or two to say that the goal has been achieved. We aren't due back until August so we are THRILLED to have to revise his physical goals ahead of schedule.
Every day seems to bring some new development in Joaquin. He is more social than ever, super giggly, has discovered his yelling voice (he's gotta keep up with his brothers somehow!!) and he is reaching out to his favorite people with his arms up in the air.
Here are some photos of Joaquin on his actual birthday trying his first ever vegan carrot cupcake- bought at the local co op since my version of it completely flopped one hour before the party started. We celebrated with our family and a small group of close friends at our local pizza parlor, Luigi's by the Slice, and ordered the "Joaquini Special" (a no cheese, pesto, veggie pizza), and Hector showed a slideshow of our year with Joaquin on the big screen. It was a wonderful night to celebrate a wonderful year.
This last photo is of Joaquin in his PJs right before bed playing with the strings on his balloons. He was a very happy boy.
I must share this story, this true story, that I found on a fellow bloggers site called "Bridget's Light" living in world of possibility. This story written by Candee a couple years ago is a perfect illustration of how we can change the world with just changing our perspective. Here it goes....
A Story about My Two Daughters
How to Live in the World of Possibility
By Candee Basford
My first daughter was diagnosed with Down syndrome soon after she was born. Her language is delayed. Her abstract thinking abilities impaired. She is easily distracted and sometimes refuses to follow or listen to directions. She has some autistic-like tendencies. She has a bilateral hearing loss. Hearing aides have been recommended but she refuses to wear them. She has an uncorrected vision of 20/200 and a corrected vision of 20/60 at a distance. She is highly farsighted with nystagmus. She can be extremely stubborn and sometimes makes inappropriate comments. She can perform some functional tasks but has trouble with basic tasks like counting money and making change. She can follow simple cooking instructions. She can make her bed.
My second daughter is a sophomore in college. She is majoring in science. She loves anatomy and physiology, biology and anything connected to science. She loves to read but because of a vision loss she needs to take frequent breaks. She has a hearing loss so it helps if she can see the speaker and keep background noise to a minimum. Recently, she has become very interested in sketching portraits. Because of this new interest she is taking a course in advanced drawing. She is popular – the life of the party. She loves to flirt – in fact, her senior class in high school voted her most flirtatious. She has many friends. She has the ability to make other people feel welcome and loved. She is persistent, loves having fun and has a great personality. She loves to dance, travel and write to and receive letters from friends. She dreams of starting her own rock band.
The story of my two daughters illustrates the power of our words and our perspectives. It illustrates the power of the scientific processes and the labels we continue to use to diagnose, predict and sort people.
How? Both stories are about the same person, my daughter. The stories “differ in the way they are constructed – in their purpose – in their consequences – and in the assumptions they shape.” (O’Brien & Mount)
The story about my "first daughter” was constructed from exact words and phrases found on my daughter's school and employment related documents, written in the language of professionals, educators, psychologists and job specialists. It tells what she can’t do, won’t do and why. In this story, she is in need of repair, and thus in need of lots of professionals to fix her. The purpose of this story, in part, is compliance with federal and state regulations. The first consequence is that we (and the rest of society) accept the story as true and begin to adopt the language and beliefs and practices. Once that happens, the sad consequence is segregation, a client’s life, a planned life surrounded by professionals. The assumption in the story about my first daughter is that she is needy, broken, difficult and – most important – that her life should be safe and predictable surrounded by the service system.
The story about my “second” daughter was constructed from love, experience and by paying attention to gifts. It is told from the perspective that my daughter has immeasurable capacity once she has a valued and connected life in her community. The story about my second daughter is shaped (and lived) from a capacity perspective. This story is told in “context” of a life connected to others, a life that unfolds in exciting and unexpected ways precisely because of the many relationships she has. The consequences of this story are community and risk taking and surprises. The consequence is citizenship. The assumption in the story about my second daughter is that she is person who has capacity, interests, gifts, and contributions especially when her life unfolds in the presence of and participation in community.
The story of my two daughters represents two different worlds – the world of measurement and the world of possibility. Often, as my daughter grew up, I felt the overwhelming gravity of the world of measurement, pulling her toward specialized services and segregation with the promise of safety, and simplicity, and repair. In the world of measurement you get to know others by measuring and comparing. But it is the world of possibility that I find most powerful and promising.
The story about my second daughter is the story of possibility. It is the NEW story that we must learn to tell. It is the story told (and lived) from a capacity perspective, from a community perspective. We can learn to tell this NEW story by first examining our own perceptions and advocacy efforts. We can learn to tell the NEW story by listening, seeing, asking, discovering and taking action in the direction of gifts and capacities. We can learn to LIVE the NEW story by supporting rich relationships and taking actions that lead to more inclusive opportunities in our schools and in our communities, for it is these rich inclusive and ordinary experiences that will yield the context necessary to live in the world of possibility.
Happy Birthday my love. My baby boy. You are one year old today and I remember the day you were born so clearly. It has been one amazing year.....so quickly it has passed yet so much has transpired that it feels like a lifetime ago.
When I look at this picture of me carrying you in my belly, I can't remember who I was then. I have changed so much as a result of your birth. So much for the better. You bring out the best in me and continue to challenge me to look inside myself and find the truth. The truth and beauty of imperfection. The sweet surrender to simplicity and the simple joy in the here and now.
Your presence is our present....our greatest gift. Thank you for blessing me, your dad and our family. You are so loved.
1. Your smile. 2. The color of your eyes...a combo of gray, blue and green. 3. Your eyelashes...black and slightly curled. 4. The way you light up when you see your brothers. 5. When you reach out your arms to me. 6. When you play pat-a-cake. 7. Your soft belly when I kiss it. 8. Your giggle. 9. Your wrinkled palms and soles of your feet. 10. Your starfish hands. 11. The way you inchworm around the house. 12. When you tap your toes on the floor. 13. When you wave bye-bye! 14. Your baby chatter. 15. When you dance to the music. 16. Your sweet disposition. 17. When you get grumpy. 18. The way you tuck your hands and feet under us when you sleep in our bed. 19. When you fall asleep on my shoulder or on your Papa's chest. 20. When you squint at the sun. 21. Your soft fuzzy head and the way you tilt it when you are shy. 22. Your chubby cheeks. 23. Your button nose and your two tiny sharp teeth. 24. Your wet kisses and sweet baby breath. 25. Your gentle soul.
Baby, I like you so much because you are so cute and fuzzy. I am happy to be your big brother. I like to play with you and put your toys in front of you so you can crawl to get them. I like to call you “Softy” because you are so soft. When you grow up some day, I’ll miss you as a baby because you are so cute. When you are 5 years old, I’ll be 11! I want to teach you how to play soccer, basketball and baseball. I love you very much.
A moment of sadness. It was a very quick fleeting moment but I had it nonetheless. I'm not sure what it was exactly but I felt it and then quickly it was gone.
I attended a preview music class at our local Gymboree. I did many of these types of classes with Diego and Mateo when they were young and it was a fun way to meet new parents and babies around the same age. This was my first time taking Joaquin to a formal class setting where I didn't know the teacher or at least one parent in the group. I am a member of a local parent's group in town where I attend lots of different play groups and events with parents and children that I know quite well but I wanted to try something new with Joaquin, to take a step out of my comfort zone.
This Gymboree music class was unchartered territory for me, a brand new experience for the two of us....our first step toward full inclusion. Why not take him to a "typical" music class for a baby his age? I signed up for a free preview class while Diego and Mateo were both in school. It was a great class and the teacher had an amazing voice. At the start of the class, we sat down to smiling faces all around, lots of cute babies and moms. The teacher started off with a welcome song. It was then that I felt a pang of emotion. I began to tear up and I'm not sure why. I would call it a moment of sadness but maybe it was just a moment of all sorts of emotions wrapped up into one....fear, anxiety, sadness, shyness, pride, hormones? It's moments like these where I am faced head on with the reality that I am on a different journey than most of the people around me. It can feel very lonely. On the one hand, I want to include Joaquin in as many of the same experiences that I participated in with Diego and Mateo and then at the same time, I see a benefit to attending classes or events surrounded by parents who understand our situation and are "walking the same walk" as I am with their own special children. I can see how both scenarios could be beneficial.
Throughout the class, Joaquin was mainly interested in looking at me, watching my face. So I just immersed myself in the moment and it was as if it was just the two of us in the class. Occasionally a mother would ask me "How old is he?" or "He's so cute" and I would return with my own curious questions about their little ones but otherwise it was a special time for Joaquin and me. Focusing in on Joaquin grounded me and I felt more stable in my emotions....I was able to hold it together but a very small part of me just wanted to get out of the room and back to our comfort zone. We stayed and we ended up having a wonderful time. We focused on the moment and living it. The here and the now.
When I try and get to the root of what my feelings were during the beginning of class, it's really hard. I think I've been living in sort of a protected bubble this past year. I've surrounded myself with my support system of friends and family and neighbors, even fellow bloggers, and it has all been a very safe place to be. As I start to venture out into the world and as I take the steps that need to be taken for Joaquin, I'm a bit afraid of what might be out there. I'm afraid of the ignorance and the cruelty.
But maybe the tears that started to well up in me as the Gymboree class sang out Joaquin's name and we sat there, the two of us happy and healthy and living our lives, were also tears of hope. Hope that perhaps everything will be o.k. We were taking our first baby steps together.
Joaquin was baptised on December 21st at Sacred Heart Church in Sacramento. Many of our friends and family were with us to celebrate this special day. Jose and Virginia are dear friends of ours and we are so happy they agreed to be Joaquin's Godparents. Hector and Jose have been friends for a long time when they met in Mexico City. They are a very special couple, so full of love, and they have always been so kind and caring to all of our children.
Joaquin wore a baptismal gown that was handed down by my Aunt Giovanna from Italy. It is over 50 years old and was handmade in Italy. All three of our boys were baptised in it. It's the only time our boys have worn a "gown" and all three of them looked beautiful in it. Little porcelain dolls.
We had a beautiful brunch after the ceremony at my parents house. Even with the rain, it was a perfect day.
We are so grateful to God for giving us the gift of our son Joaquin.
Jose (a.k.a. Pollo) and Virginia, Joaquin's Godparents.
Joaquin ready for his big day and wearing his cross from Pollo & Virginia.
Joaquin is waving bye bye and it is the cutest darn thing you've ever seen!!!! I will try and catch it on camera and share it here on this blog. Oh my gosh, it makes me want to cry it's so sweet.
I have to hold his arm up for him most of the time to help him focus on waving but with lots of practice it's coming easier and easier for him. I'm so proud! I think he's proud of himself to, you should see the grin on his face when he does it.
Kathryn Soper wrote a memoir about her first year mothering Thomas, her son who has Down syndrome. It's titled The Year My Son and I Were Born, we can't wait until it comes out in March. Here is a little promotional montage she put together. Kathryn Soper is the mother behind the "Gift" book and "Gifts II" that is coming out later this year or early 2010 which one of our essays is included in. Very exciting!
Once again, a fellow blogger has posted a subject that I think about, talk about and write about all the time with people. Please see this post for a most amazing look at the topic of prenatal testing- question of life or death. Malakai's mom takes the words right out of my mouth. I was in tears after reading it.
Just the other day I got an email from a friend who wanted to know more about the startling statistic that I've written about in the past....that 90-91% of pregnancies are terminated when a diagnosis of DS is given after an amnio. This friend of mine asked if the statistic is slightly skewed by the fact that most people who get an amnio are more likely to terminate anyway, hence the reason they are having the amnio. It's a good question and makes some sense but it's still horrifying. I believe this is one of the biggest areas of discrimination still remaining in our society. Life or death decisions are being made based upon a diagnosis that is hugely misunderstood. Please look at my Joaquin. He is the child being aborted.
I also have friends that have brought up the fact that maybe not every parent is equipped to handle a diagnosis of DS therefore it is in the best interests of the child that he be aborted rather than have parents that are afraid or incapable or just plain don't want a child with a disability. I really don't know what to say to that. Like Malakai's mom mentions in her post, what if your child is born "perfect" but suffers a trauma at birth that leads to brain damage? What if your child is hit by a car and will never walk or talk or is now mentally disabled? Are these parents that would have otherwise terminated a child with DS going to fail as parents now? Probably not. I would hope they would rise to the occasion and do what was needed for their hurt child because it is their child. Right?
What if they develop a prenatal screen that tests for autism? for depression? for ADHD? for bipolar disorder? for leukemia? for diabetes? for obesity? for breast cancer? the list can go on and on. Would it be ok to abort based on this information? Where are we going as a society with this kind of testing? I cringe to think of where we are headed.
I am passionate about this topic. I feel moved in ways I cannot explain to reach out to the world and make a change. I don't know how I will do this but I know that I have to. Joaquin is the most amazing child and has every right to be here. Please tell me, what human being is perfect? who would want to live in that world anyway.
My sister in law, Jennifer, just emailed me this creed and I think it explains it all....
I believe that diversity is a part of the natural order of things—as natural as the trillion shapes and shades of the flowers of spring or the leaves of autumn. I believe that diversity brings new solutions to an ever-changing environment, and that sameness is not only uninteresting but limiting.
To deny diversity is to deny life—with all its richness and manifold opportunities. Thus, I affirm my citizenship in a world of diversity, and with it the responsibility to….
Be tolerant. Live and let live. Understand that those who cause no harm should not be feared, ridiculed, or harmed—even if they are different. Look for the best in others. Be just in my dealings with poor and rich, weak and strong, and whenever possible to defend the young, the old, the frail, the defenseless. Avoid needless conflicts and diversions, but be always willing to change for the better that which can be changed. Seek knowledge in order to know what can be changed, as well as what cannot be changed. Forge alliances with others who love liberty and justice. Be kind, remembering how fragile the human spirit is. Live the examined life, subjecting my motives and actions to the scrutiny of mind and heart so to rise above prejudice and hatred. Care. Be generous in thought, word, and purse.
I can't believe it has been almost a year since Joaquin was born. It feels like he has always been a part of our family, I can't even remember what I was like a year ago.
What were my thoughts and what were my hopes?
Mateo will be 4 in a couple of days and Diego will turn 6 in April. Time flies but one thing is for certain, Joaquin's first 11 months feel like a lifetime in all respects.
We cried a bit but we laughed even more. We ran around different places and so many appointments but we sat and gazed at him in astonishment even more. We had countless sleepless nights but with him by our side it felt like such a blessing, listening to him breath knowing that he has nothing to worry about. He will be loved and cared for. Then, in the morning when he wakes up between Jen and I, he smiles, and you know what real love is.
Often on this journey of mine, I am inspired by all the other mothers and fathers of children blessed with Down syndrome. I have had the pleasure of "meeting" them through their blogs and sharing in their journey. Just today, I "met" a mother that I feel could be my kindred spirit. Everything she writes speaks to me as if they were my own words. Even her son, Malakai, could be Joaquin's brother. Her blog can be found at malakaistow.blogspot.com. I have enjoyed every word I've read on her blog and I am overjoyed to see that she is looking into the Institutes in Philadelphia. I believe she lives somewhere "down under" but I haven't confirmed exactly where yet. I wish I could hop on a plane and meet her tomorrow.
On her blog, I came across a letter that she found in a local DS newsletter. I must share this letter because I feel the very same way about Joaquin. Another kindred spirit, these father's words could be my own.
"Always Reaching" written by a father of a child with Down Syndrome:
From the STL DS Newsletter by Matthew’s Dad
Every time I see my son, I reach for him.
It doesn’t matter if he rounds the corner 4 seconds after I have seen him last, or if I am picking him up from school and have not seen him for hours…I reach for him.
I can be 1 foot away or 100 feet away…I reach for him just the same. I reach for him with my arms, with my eyes, with my heart.
I wonder sometimes what I am reaching for.
I have seen this in other people when they see my son.
My family, my friends and perfect strangers. They all reach for him.
I see the same movements, the same gestures, the same need to hold out their hands for him. They want him to come to them, some know him and some don’t. Some call his name and others just motion for him. But they all seem to want him to come.
For a moment, you can see his spirit reflected in their faces. I watch the smiles grow across their faces with a fullness that is unavoidable.
When he falls into their arms (which is what he does to everyone), I see a momentary peace envelop them, and their eyes close, they pull him in and they experience what I call “The Joy of Matthew”.
He gives it to you. He wraps you in it. He wriggles and squirms and mashes the love into you. If you did not know what to expect, you may be surprised and find yourself amazed at the feeling, overwhelmed at the emotion he carries with him. I am lucky. I get to hold him all the time.
And I have been able to think about that feeling and where it comes from and what it may mean. I think Matthew is a window through which we see a pureness of emotion… pure happiness, pure sorrow, pure joy and pure love.
Despite what some may think, our special children are closer to God than we are. We see so much in them that we lack. We wish quietly in so many ways that we could be more like them. And when we hold them, if just for a moment, we feel closer to God.
What a year it has been. One that I'm sure we will look back on for the rest of our lives. It was the year our lives were changed profoundly by the addition of our third son.
Let me share my thoughts of gratitude as the first day of 2009 comes to an end.
I am grateful for my husband who is so patient with me. I am grateful for my children who give me so much love and joy and test me constantly and help me to be a better person. I am grateful for our family, our friends, our neighbors, our community who have helped us in ways too endless to list here. I am grateful for our home and it's coziness and closeness and the memories that we are creating in it. I am grateful for our stability in terms of having a steady income from Hector's job and my ability to stay at home with our children even in these tough financial times. I am grateful for our health.
My resolution this year is to live life one day at a time, to be present and to enjoy the simple things. I have made this resolution in the past and it has always been a challenge but I have a perfect example to follow and learn from now. Joaquin reminds me daily of what is good in this world. His constant smile cheers my soul and melts my heart. I know he has the same effect on Hector and the boys. In fact, he has the same impact on everyone he meets.
Happy New Year and may 2009 be filled with peace, love and joy.
Here is the photo we chose for our Christmas card this year. It was a last minute decision and it wasn't the best photo of all the boys but try getting three boys to cooperate during a photo shoot. Impossible!! We chose this photo because the baby's smile is so contagious. You can just see the love of life in his face. Diego is thoughtful as usual (although he doesn't like this photo because you can't see his whole face) and Mateo rarely smiles for the camera so his is par for the course. I love it just the same!
I have yet to get all the cards out to everyone and Christmas has come and gone so just in case... Happy Holidays to everyone!
While we were at the Institutes, Joaquin was re-evaluated and received a new treatment program that we will be doing for the next 8 months. Like Jen mentioned in the previous post, it is an intense program that still consists of some sensory stimulation, but the key parts this time are the intelligence program, masking, crawling and hopefully creeping on hands and knees soon. A big part of it will be a reading program with some math and encyclopedic knowledge. We are able to start the intelligence program since Joaquin's vision is now perfect for his age. Even though his convergence is still not resolved, he is able to use both eyes consistently and we should see some big improvements with his convergence in the next few months.
We met with Susan Aisen on Monday, she is the director of the Institute for Intellectual Excellence and is one of Joaquin's advocates. We walked into her office and the first thing that she said was that sometimes there is not a match between a family and the Institutes or that sometimes the program is too much for families or the communication between the Institutes and the family is not working out. At that moment my heart stopped, I honestly thought that she was going to let us down gently and tell us that we weren't a good match and could not continue working with them. But then she mentioned that we had been accepted to be in the Intensive Treatment Program and that they were thrilled with our progress and dedication. The last six months we've been in the Aspirant Program, it is basically the same program but it's a trial period to make sure that this is the right thing for our family and that we can work together. We were very happy to hear that we had been fully accepted into the program!
One of the things I love about the Institutes is how positive they are. Most of the staff have been there for decades and have seen thousands of children get better and amount to great things. They can barely contain their enthusiasm as they tell you the success stories and how you can do so many wonderful things for your child with their methods. Can you image going to your pediatrician and hearing you can make your baby with DS well with certain therapies, does that sound likely? It is so incredible that doctors focus so much on diagnosis and the symptoms instead of therapy or what is available for parents. Most professionals are busy telling you all the problems that you have to face and all the dire predictions of a life with a child with Down syndrome. The biggest hope you get from them is that people with DS can hold very simple, basic jobs and can possibly live semi-independently in a group home situation. They say it with a smile on their face as if we are supposed to jump for joy. I don't know about you but I will not settle for that, to me that scenario is a failure on our part as parents.
Children with Down syndrome were not always treated at the Institutes. They were included as a result of the work of Dr. Raymundo Veras, a brilliant doctor in Brazil who first found the Institutes while looking for help for his son who became quadriplegic after a diving accident. He later founded a branch of the Institutes in Brazil and it was the first place to begin working with children with DS. He convinced Glenn Doman (the founder of the Institutes in Philadelphia) that his methods worked for these children. Dr. Veras treated thousand of children and his legacy is so big that they started calling the children "Veras" kids instead of children with Down syndrome. He died in 1975. In his book, "Children of Dreams, Children of Hope", Dr. Veras writes about the Institutes and how he met Glenn Doman, but more importantly the second part of the book is about "How to Make Mongoloids Well." The word Mongoloid today is unheard of but one must take into consideration that this was written more than 30 years ago. It is amazing to me that the Down syndrome community isn't more aware of his work and the successes his children were able to achieve. Here are some of the questions he answered in the book:
What is the major cause of mongolism? I believe the major cause is prenatal brain injury.
What area of the brain is injured? I think the injury is in the midbrain and the cortex though I'm not sure. I know that the mongoloid brain looks different than the average brain. Surely our concern should be the material and the quality, not just the appearance. So if you ask me if I know without question that all mongoloids brains are injured in the very same way or in the very same place, then I would have to answer. "No, I do not know this." And though I think those are important questions that require answers. I don't think that mongoloid children need to wait for the answers before they are helped. The most important question is whether we can improve the children's mental and physical conditions. If we can change the mongoloids conditions then he moves out of the deficient category and into the brain injury category, which is a much nicer and more hopeful place to be. If you ask me if I am positive that mongoloids are brain injured in the classic sense, I have to answer. "No, I am not". But if you ask me if I am positive that they are not deficient. I'll answer, "I am almost positive that they do not have deficient brains" I do not have the slightest doubt that they can be helped, for I have seen their lives enhanced and their abilities improved. I have seen them enter normal school with normal children. I have seen them become normal people.
Are the conditions of mongoloids hopeless? I have spent the last sixteen years of my life-seven days a week, eighteen to twenty hours a day- living intimately with brain injured children and their problems. I can never understand how some doctors can make the most devastating predictions about a child's life. In the past, mongoloids have been victimized by reasoning such as, "Mongoloids are mentally retarded, mental retardation is an incurable disease; therefore it is impossible to make mongoloids well." That line of reasoning makes me want to vomit. That line of reasoning turned brain-injured children into mongoloids
Are mongoloids mentally retarded? This is a question of false nicety. By merely asking it, one implies that mongoloids are not bright. Would one ask if normal people are mentally retarded? Of course not. Then why ask if mongoloids are mentally retarded unless one believes that the answer is yes. Well, it isn't yes. The answer is NO. Mongoloids are not mentally retarded about the world, the world is mentally retarded about mongoloids. The truth is, most mongoloids are very bright children who happen to be brain-injured.
Are most mongoloids in worse condition than other brain-injured children? In many ways mongoloids are often in much better physical and mental condition than many other brain injured children. Mongoloids are not crippled as athetoids. Their actions are not as repetitive as are the autistic child's. Their muscles are not rigid, and in most cases they are very bright children.
Should parents be satisfied to let a child develop at his own rate of speed? Only if they do not want him to become normal. The brain-injured child's best chance is his parents dissatisfaction. Their unwillingness to accept his condition as unchangeable is often the only thing that saved the child's life. I use to hear about Freudian attitudes such as "Don't be 'pushy' parents or your child will have emotional problems". Mongoloid children cannot afford emotional problems. When have you heard of a mongoloid with emotional problems? Let's make these kids well, and then we will worry about their emotional problems. It is easy to fix the emotional problems of well kids.
Do parents of mongoloids have emotional problems? I hope so. I hope their biggest emotional problem is that they love their child. However, if that question means, "Do they have psychological hang-ups?" then I would answer, they certainly should have. If they have a hurt child who is not getting better, and if his chances of getting well are becoming fewer and fewer and smaller and smaller every day, and if the parents are not psychologically disturbed, then something is very wrong with them.
And it goes on and on, I find his work fascinating and thanks to him Joaquin and other children with Down syndrome are on their way to wellness.
On a side note, you notice that he uses the word "Mongoloid" instead of "Down syndrome", even though he thinks mongoloid is a rotten label, one that is inappropriate and demeaning, he says that Dr. Langdon Down's only contribution was to simply list out how these children are different from "typical" children. Down syndrome was not meant to be a diagnosis but just another label, like mental retardation or cerebral palsy. Down syndrome is not a diagnosis, it is a description of the symptoms or the results of a mental problem. I do not find that Down did anything to make these kids well, he merely listed the things that were wrong with them. Whenever we heard staff at the Institutes talk about Veras kids, we couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and hope in that description.
Now for the Results:
Directors Statement of progress to date
1. Neurologically: This period Joaquin has made excellent improvement in quality and quantity. Overall his growth rate compared to beginning was 256%.
6. Victory: (i.e. crawling, reading, etc.) Not this time.
Measurements: Height rate of change was 86.4%, Chest rate of change was 128.2%, Head rate of change was 80.0%.
What does this mean? Well, as you can see his chest grew at an accelerated rate due to the increased movement going down the crawling track over and over again. Now with the new program and his more intense Intelligence program, we will hope to see a significant jump in his head growth.
This has been a long post but I have one more thing on my mind. Every time we go to Philadelphia we get to meet the same group of people and sometimes a few new families. It is a great joy to see the other kids and their progression and talk about the trials and tribulations of being an Institutes Family. It is outstanding that most of these families come from far away, many from Europe, Latin America, Singapore and some from the far or middle East. There are a few American families as well and one common question we keep asking each other is "How did you learn about the Institutes?" The answer is different each time, and it is amazing to me that most of the time it is by chance or from a desperate search for answers on the Internet. That moment in time when they make the decision to learn more about the Institutes is one that changes the family's life forever.
Why do we share our story in this blog? At first because we wanted our family and friends to know how Joaquin is developing, but now we hope that there are other families that could benefit from our experience. We are not saying we are experts, but if we can help and support each other, and at the same time rejoice in each others victories, we can all benefit. Our hope is that it will enrich our lives and the lives of others. After all, we are all in this together.
Baby Bear Joaquin on our way to Philly on the plane.
Maxima is 3 years old with Down Syndrome, she is sooo cute!
Thanks to Abuela Lucha for being so patient and taking good care of Joaquin.
Joaquin having fun in the snow.
Trying to take a group photo with our host family. Many thanks to the Kriger family for their hospitality, they are such a lovely family.
Mama having fun with baby...until he has had enough.
On Friday, at the Institutes of the Achievement of Human Potential, Hector and I attended a lecture on Intelligence and were told that "Veras" kids (that's what they call children with Down Syndrome) are EXTREMELY intelligent. They mentioned that Veras kids are some of the brightest kids they work with and that the professionals have it all wrong. They are NOT mentally retarded. Not at all. They are perhaps too witty at times and this can lead to behavior problems because they are so smart and they know how to manipulate their parents and other adults with their charm or by playing the "baby". And some adults fall for it because they assume the children are "mentally retarded." The staff at the Institutes do not consider children who can read and do math at age 3 and have incredible encyclopedic knowledge to be "mentally retarded", they consider them gifted and talented human beings.
It was Susan Aisen speaking to our group. One of our favorite people at the Institutes that happens to be one of Joaquin's advocates and she has worked with children with DS and other brain injuries for over 30 years in Philly. She has walked the walk so she can talk the talk.
Hearing this was like taking a deep breath of fresh air. I can't tell you how inspiring her words were for us. We needed this lecture series. We needed to be here. We needed to hear those words from a professional. And we know she is telling the truth. Even at 10 months old, I can see the wisdom in my son. I can see he is bright, eager to learn and full of the greatest potential. All we need to do is provide the opportunities for him to learn and more importantly while he is still so young.
We still have two more days in Philly where we will get our new treatment program for Joaquin. It will include a reading program, a math program and an intelligence program in addition to the physical and physiological programs such as crawling, creeping, patterning, masking, etc. After attending these additional lectures, we are even more knowledgeable about the brain and how it works and how it grows. Joaquin is the perfect age to begin all these programs and he is going to LOVE it! We know he loves to learn and he is so eager for it. I just need to figure out how to keep up with him (and his program!!!) I'm going to need a lot of coffee and a much better organizational system at home in order to get it all done. What is also so great about this is that Diego and Mateo will benefit as well. It's a win win for the whole family.
So we are getting ready for our second visit to the Institutes in Philadelphia. We leave December 9th and I'm getting together all our documentation, videos and notes to report back to our advocates. I have to admit that it's been hard to keep up with all the things they intended for us to do. Life sometimes gets in the way.
I'm excited for our friends at the Institutes to see Joaquin. He really has accomplished so much in the past 6 months. I still can't believe he will be 10 months old in two days. He is such a different baby than he was 6 months ago but then again isn't the first year of a baby's life the most amazing transformation. I wonder how much of it is just Joaquin and how much of it is the work we've done together.
As I prepare for our journey to the Institutes, I can't help but think of all the things he hasn't accomplished and I know I need to be patient. Things are always going to be a little bit harder and take a little bit longer for Joaquin. It's difficult sometimes to see other children the same age as Joaquin, or even much younger, that are developing and accomplishing things that are taking him so much longer to learn. Even simple things like spoon feeding which is a big effort for us and comes so easily and naturally for others. Then there is the crawling....Joaquin is still only arm crawling when he wants to but hasn't figured out that it's a mode of transportation. He hasn't really taken off with the skill and I was secretly hoping he would be by now. I look at my niece Jolie who is spoon feeding easily and crawling on hands and knees all over the place and she is 6 weeks younger than him. I'm truly in awe of her ability to do these things and now I appreciate these accomplishments so much more than I ever did before. I just marvel at how easy it comes to her and how hard it is for Joaquin. He works so hard. You should see him pump his legs and arms in the air on his belly as if somehow he will fly across the room. It's adorable but heartbreaking at the same time.
I need to be patient, however, sometimes I can't help but feel like I'm responsible for his delays or that somehow I'm a failure as a mother if he isn't hitting these milestones. I completely understand that every child meets their own milestones on their own timeline but having a child with special needs puts a slight twist on that. It's like a race against time. You don't want your child to fall too far behind.
Despite the delays, I am so proud of Joaquin and we celebrate together every day. We celebrate the little things, the everyday things, small accomplishments and the big ones too. We celebrate how much more interactive and alert he is. We celebrate that he can hear all sorts of sounds....even the scary ones. We celebrate how he flirts from the grocery cart seat at shoppers passing by. We celebrate every little sound he makes, every movement, every single little thing. So even though I still need a lesson in patience, I know I will get there. I have the best teacher in the whole world.
Thank you Joaquin.
Reading his bits of intelligence Coming down the crawling track He sees his favorite bits He is going to get them Look! it is a surprise face... I love my bits
We were very brave and ventured out to the mall on Black Friday to visit Santa....and there was no line to see him. Very strange.
He wasn't the most convincing Santa and he kinda looks a little sinister in this photo. Joaquin was mesmerized by his beard and had his hands on his face but the photo people (a.k.a. Santa's elves) wanted him to look at the camera. So they proceeded to make a bunch of noise and whistling sounds to get his attention and when Joaquin turned to look at the camera, he looked a bit stunned by all the commotion. No tears were shed but at one point, Joaquin was squinting from all the noise. My guess is he is still adjusting to the increase in volume in his ears. It was also a very stimulating environment with all the lights and decorations.
I would have preferred a shot of him gazing at Santa (how sweet would that be!!!) but the elves wanted nothing to do with that. Apparently you don't have a say as to which picture you get.....as Diego and Mateo would say "you get what you get and you don't throw a fit!"
Is it OK to hope for a story like this to be written about Joaquin someday? But maybe with him in a Jesuit High School soccer jersey? Perhaps a Christian Brothers baseball uniform? Who knows.....all I know is that I can't wait to find out the script for Joaquin's life.
Here is Joaquin right before his surgery last Thursday. In a nutshell, the surgery was a success. The doctor said that she found lots of thick fluid stuck in his ears. She was able to suction it all out and then placed itty bitty ear tubes to help drain any more fluid that might build up. She said that Joaquin might be extra sensitive to the sounds around him and that he would be hearing clearly for the first time in his life. She said we might even need to keep the cotton balls in his ears for awhile to muffle some of the noise around him.
Joaquin recovered beautifully from the anesthesia and spent a good 30 minutes when we got home exploring every single toy and noise maker in his room on the floor. It was amazing to watch. Then.....his brothers arrived and a whole new volume level was experienced and the tears started. Joaquin is crying like he's never cried before. The sounds are startling and new and maybe even a bit scary for him. And even though it breaks my heart to hear him cry, I smile inside knowing it's because he can actually hear everything around him. We are so happy and can't wait to see the progress he will make now as a result of the successful surgery.
We'll keep you posted. GO JOAQUIN!!!
Joaquin on his way to the operating room....they only had pink pajamas.
Happy 1st Halloween Joaquin! Who needs toys when you have candy? Here is our boy playing with his brother's candy after a fun night with friends around the neighborhood. It was a wonderful night.
Thank you to all our faithful readers for "hanging" with us during this 31 for 21 posting challenge. I'm happy to say we were able to complete the challenge and it was an honor and a joy to do so.
Last night Jen went out with her girlfriends and I was in charge of 3 kids and the daily post. All 3 kids went to bed like usual, no problem. Joaquin did his normal talk routine right before he fell asleep, very cute. So I turned my powerbook on and started thinking about something to write. I was having trouble thinking of something, so I decided to check some of the blogs that Jen follows. I found this post by Jennifer Groneberg from Pinwheels, the author of the book "Road map to Holland", about a beautiful Down Syndrome Awareness bracelet made by the talented Amy Flege, and she was giving it away to a special mom. All you needed to do was post a comment, so I did for Jen. I thought that it would be a great reward for her special effort to post every day of this special month.
This morning when I got to work, I had an email from Jennifer Groneberg telling me that we won the bracelet. I was so thrilled and I am so excited for Jen to have it. I think she deserves it. So Jen, it is coming in the mail. Thanks for being such a special mom and a loving wife!
Tonight the boys and I decided to carve the pumpkins in preparation for Halloween on Friday. Joaquin was in his bouncy seat in the kitchen, Mateo was on a stool so he could watch cautiously and my big boy Diego was elbow deep in pumpkin mush trying to save the seeds for his Papa to roast later on for snacks.
We went out to the front porch to see the finished products in their full candle glory and lo and behold there was a little package waiting for the boys with a big BOO sign on it. Someone had anonymously left a very thoughtful gift bag for the boys with instructions on how to keep the BOO going in the neighborhood. The boys were so thrilled and ran around the house shouting we were BOOed, we were BOOed!!! Joaquin was smiling in his chair sensing all the excitement in the house.
I couldn't help but smile too. We are a NORMAL family! I know this might sound silly and crazy but another one of my early fears after learning about Joaquin's diagnosis was that our family might not be fully accepted in the community or that we would feel isolated and alone. I worried that my friendships would change or disappear. I worried that possibly Diego and Mateo's friendships would be affected. I feel ridiculous writing this now but these were some of the terrible fears that just bombarded me very early on.
Thank God these fears were unfounded and honestly, it's been quite the opposite experience. Since learning about Joaquin's diagnosis, I have felt more of a community around us than ever before. I feel the love and support from neighbors, friends, and even strangers in this wonderful online blog community. I look forward to raising my kids in my neighborhood, literally surrounded by great families with huge hearts. I can't wait to watch all the neighborhood kids grow up together and to have Joaquin be someone they all adore and protect. Suddenly the world is a feeling like a kinder, safer, sweeter place for us to live in.
And all it took was a little BOO sign to remind us of this!
I really want to see this movie so I've put in a special request to Netflix to see if they will buy a few copies and make it available to the public.
Here is a synopsis of the movie:
An unconventional love triangle between three childhood buddies; two girls, one born with Down syndrome, and one boy, who all grow up fighting who they are inside, how they are perceived by society as a whole, and who they ultimately strive to become as individuals through the obstacles that are inherently present.
Mr. Blue Sky is a ground-breaking film that explores the romantic relationship of a woman born with Down syndrome and a "normal" male, as perceived by today's society. Mr. Blue Sky attempts to break down society's barriers, much like "Guess Who's Coming To Dinner?" did in the 1960's, as it aims to "change lives" through "changing minds."
Mr. Blue Sky is a heart-grabbing story that will ultimately change the way society views all people as "individuals" first and foremost.
The title is derived from a little girl's hope and love through the sun (Mr. Blue Sky.)
I'm intrigued by this movie. It touches upon some of the early fears I had and still have for Joaquin as he gets older. One of the first things I mourned when I learned about his diagnosis was the idea that he would not get married or have a family of his own. I now know that this is a possibility for him (the relationship part) but I can't help but worry still. I don't ever want him to be lonely. This has to be my greatest fear for him. I don't want him to be isolated or alone in this world. I want him to love and be loved forever so the thought that he might find companionship with someone very special and/or ultimately fall in love would be priceless to me. I will just have to buy this DVD if Netflix doesn't follow through on my request!
In honor of Down Syndrome Awareness month, I'd like to take this opportunity to address the myths commonly associated with DS. I copied this from the National Down Syndrome Society website.
Myth: Down syndrome is a rare genetic disorder. Truth: Down syndrome is the most commonly occurring genetic condition. One in every 733 live births is a child with Down syndrome, representing approximately 5,000 births per year in the United States alone. Today, more than 400,000 people in the United States have Down syndrome.
Myth: People with Down syndrome have a short life span. Truth: Life expectancy for individuals with Down syndrome has increased dramatically in recent years, with the average life expectancy approaching that of peers without Down syndrome.
Myth: Most children with Down syndrome are born to older parents. Truth: Eighty percent of children born with Down syndrome are born to women younger than 35-years-old. However, the incidence of births of children with Down syndrome increases with the age of the mother.
Myth: People with Down syndrome are severely “retarded.” Truth: Most people with Down syndrome have IQs that fall in the mild to moderate range of intellectual disability (formerly known as “retardation”). Children with Down syndrome fully participate in public and private educational programs. Educators and researchers are still discovering the full educational potential of people with Down syndrome.
Myth: Most people with Down syndrome are institutionalized. Truth: Today people with Down syndrome live at home with their families and are active participants in the educational, vocational, social, and recreational activities of the community. They are integrated into the regular education system and take part in sports, camping, music, art programs and all the other activities of their communities. People with Down syndrome are valued members of their families and their communities, contributing to society in a variety of ways.
Myth: Parents will not find community support in bringing up their child with Down syndrome. Truth: In almost every community of the United States there are parent support groups and other community organizations directly involved in providing services to families of individuals with Down syndrome.
Myth: Children with Down syndrome must be placed in segregated special education programs. Truth: Children with Down syndrome have been included in regular academic classrooms in schools across the country. In some instances they are integrated into specific courses, while in other situations students are fully included in the regular classroom for all subjects. The current trend in education is for full inclusion in the social and educational life of the community. Increasingly, individuals with Down syndrome graduate from high school with regular diplomas, participate in post-secondary academic and college experiences and, in some cases, receive college degrees.
Myth: Adults with Down syndrome are unemployable. Truth: Businesses are seeking young adults with Down syndrome for a variety of positions. They are being employed in small- and medium-sized offices: by banks, corporations, nursing homes, hotels and restaurants. They work in the music and entertainment industry, in clerical positions, childcare, the sports field and in the computer industry. People with Down syndrome bring to their jobs enthusiasm, reliability and dedication.
Myth: People with Down syndrome are always happy. Truth: People with Down syndrome have feelings just like everyone else in the population. They experience the full range of emotions. They respond to positive expressions of friendship and they are hurt and upset by inconsiderate behavior.
Myth: Adults with Down syndrome are unable to form close interpersonal relationships leading to marriage. Truth: People with Down syndrome date, socialize and form ongoing relationships. Some are beginning to marry. Women with Down syndrome can and do have children, but there is a 50 percent chance that their child will have Down syndrome. Men with Down syndrome are believed to be sterile, with only one documented instance of a male with Down syndrome who has fathered a child.
Myth: Down syndrome can never be cured. Truth: Research on Down syndrome is making great strides in identifying the genes on chromosome 21 that cause the characteristics of Down syndrome. Scientists now feel strongly that it will be possible to improve, correct or prevent many of the problems associated with Down syndrome in the future.
Joaquin already has a Best Friend Forever and her name is Jolie. They are cousins and are only 6 weeks apart. It's going to be so much fun watching these two grow up together and we know they will share a very special friendship.
Here are a few photos of us....Jennifer (my sister in law- yes we have the same name!) holding Joaquin and I'm holding Jolie, J & J head to head on the day they met (Jolie is only a few days old) and naptime for the two little ones in the same pack-n-play crib.
There is no denying that Nana and Joaquin have a very special bond. He lights up whenever he sees her and she is the only one that brings out his devilish side! He loves to try and "love bite" Nana- all over her face! He's like a little tiger when he's in her face. We are so fortunate to live so close to my parents and that he gets to see Nana and Grandpa almost every day. He goes through Nana withdrawl when she goes away on vacations.
Here's are few photos taken today with Joaquin and his favorite Nana!
I thought I'd post the most commonly asked question even though I still don't have a clear cut answer for it. Friends, families and strangers always ask me if there are different degrees of Down syndrome- mild, moderate or severe. They'll ask me if there is such a thing as a mild case of Down syndrome. I think people are assuming that Joaquin has a more mild version of DS based on the fact that he was not diagnosed right away, the fact that sometime it's hard to "see" it in his face and the fact that for the most part he's on target developmentally.
Joaquin doesn't have a mild case of DS he just has Down syndrome. I'm really not sure how else to answer this question but it will be one of the first questions I ask next week when we visit Dr. Wardinsky, the lead doctor at the Down Syndrome Clinic at Alta Regional. This will be our first visit to a doctor who deals exclusively with children blessed with a little extra....a little extra chromosome.
There is no such thing as a mild case of Down syndrome- your genes either have three 21st chromosomes or they do not. But how that manifests itself will be different on each and every person and that person may have mild, moderate or severe symptoms. I saw it written somewhere online that it's similar to asking "Are you mildly pregnant?"...you are either pregnant or you're not. Maybe a good analogy is that no two pregnancies are the same.....sometimes you have insomnia, nausea and stretch marks and sometimes you only have weight gain and varicose veins or very few symptoms at all. With DS, no two children are the same, sometimes you have heart problems, typical facial characteristics and low muscle tone and sometimes you only have a few facial features, a little hearing loss, a mild strabismus or very few symptoms at all. One must also remember that the rest of Joaquin's genetic makeup, the rest of the 44 chromosomes have come from his parents so that's why he'll still resemble us and his siblings. He will also possess our strengths and our weaknesses much like our other children do. He will just have additional challenges based on how the Trisomy 21 affects his brain and his body.
Then there is the issue of how much control we have over his sensory stimulation in order to help his brain compensate for any injury caused by his Trisomy 21.....which we've written about in previous posts and is the main focus of the program we are doing with the Institutes as well as the therapy services provided through our Regional Center.
I will always welcome this question because I feel that this is one way that I can help education and advocate for my son and his peers. I hope to learn more every day about Down syndrome so I can share the most accurate information with those around me and increase the awareness. Just a few days ago, I felt compelled to put a Down Syndrome Awareness Ribbon magnet on the back of my car. I've never done anything like that before. Bring it on.....the questions, that is!
Here is an adorable photo of Mateo peering in at the baby in the crib. I think Joaquin was close to 3 months old and Mateo was finally warming up to having a baby brother. I love this photo.
Here is our family of spiders- The Red Spiderman is Diego, The Black Spiderman is Mateo and of course the spider is Joaquin. By the way, I'm truly afraid of spiders....huge case of arachnophobia! It's so ironic that I have a household of boys who are obsessed with them. Diego really wants me to dress up as Mary Jane on Halloween night and he wants Hector to be Peter Parker....we'll see!
My Grandma Eleanor passed away earlier this year when Joaquin was about 6 weeks old. I had a very special relationship with my Grandma. She helped raise me as a child when my mom was working as a nurse to put my dad through law school. We even lived with Grandma for the first 3 years of my life in a house just down the street from where I currently live.
I remember getting a phone call from my mom a few days after Joaquin was born, those early morning calls that are always dreaded, that Grandma wasn't doing very well and was in the hospital in Truckee. I knew the moment I got that call that I was going to drive up there with Joaquin to make sure she had a chance to meet him. He was only a few days old but I wanted to see her immediately. Fortunately, Hector was home from work for the week so he stayed with Diego and Mateo so I could go with Joaquin and the rest of my family to see Grandma without the distraction of two little boys running around the hospital.
She had had a rough night so we weren't sure how lucid she would be when we saw her. Fortunately, on the drive up to Truckee, we heard that she was stable and would probably be released back home later that evening so I was able to relax a bit. I had taken special care to dress Joaquin in the softest powder blue baby gown and cap with a matching blanket. He looked angelic. I remembered the first time I introduced Diego to Grandma and had made the mistake of dressing him in jeans and a Stanford sweatshirt.....I never heard the end of it! "Babies don't belong in jeans!" she used to tell me. It was part of her dry Irish humor. I wasn't going to make that mistake again.
I was so eager to see Grandma but mostly for her to meet Joaquin. When I entered the room, she was very surprised to see us and then was a little upset I had brought the baby to the ER where all the "germs" are...."He should be home in bed!" she told me. There was my Irish Grandma. But she immediately softened when she saw him and it was such a special moment when I was able to introduce him to her.
I carefully laid him in her arms, careful not to put too much weight on her, but still allowing her to feel his body in her arms. I don't remember all the exact word she said because I was lost in the moment but I do remember one thing very vividly. She said something about him being beautiful and perfect. She stressed how amazing it was that these little babies turn out so perfect, how rare it is that anything is wrong. I remember agreeing with her as we both just stared and smiled at the baby.
My grandmother lost a baby shortly after birth and she never ever talked about it. My dad had told me a few years ago. I do know that Grandma wanted to see her baby again and talked about him when she was close to passing. I'm sure her comment to me about how rare it is that anything is wrong had a lot to do with her loss. I have to imagine that whenever she saw a healthy baby, she saw a miracle. I can't imagine the pain of losing a child, the pain she must have carried silently with her. I know she loved her grandchildren and her great grandchildren and that we all were a source of pure joy and healing for her.
How I wish I could talk to my grandma now. She passed away a few weeks later. She never knew about Joaquin's diagnosis. I want to talk to her and tell her about it and hear her say to me again that he is perfect and that nothing is wrong. I miss her. I now know just how close to crossing paths their souls were. The full circle of life....Joaquin coming into this world and Grandma leaving us. They had a moment together and I'm so grateful. Her words stay with me. He is perfect and there is nothing wrong with him.
Jen asked me awhile ago to write about an experience we had in Mexico City this summer when we celebrated my parent's 50th wedding anniversary. It was Joaquin's first visit to Mexico and we introduced him to my whole family. I think Jen would agree with me that every time we go to Mexico there is always the next new "miracle" something...the new miracle cream that will shorten or prevent a cold, the greatest new vitamins, a new meditation technique, etc, etc...
This time around it was this new wonderful therapist/psychic/healer/seer. I don't even know what the official title would be for Alejandra. My sister Adriana told me all about the sister of a friend of hers, Alejandra, who has a special gift and devotes her life to helping people. I am not a skeptic by any means, quite the contrary, I am open to all new things. But I am cautious because I tend to be quite gullible. Since it was difficult to get an appointment to see Alejandra and my sister was happy to give us her own appointment so that we could bring Joaquin, I happily agreed to meet with her. To tell you the truth, I was very curious to see what she would "see" in baby Joaquin.
Jen, Joaquin, Diego and I went to see her and she talked entirely in Spanish. She spoke about so many things and it was hard for me to store all of the information so that I could interpret it for Jen later. It was so difficult to remember every detail. It has been more than 5 months since that day and I've never written down anything she said to us until now. These are a few of the things she said to us.
She said that babies with Down syndrome are new souls, and that they come for a reason. Joaquin has a specific purpose in life, and we should never question any of his actions...if he moves a toy to the right, don't move it back to the left, he has a reason for everything he does. I thought that was very interesting, how specific she was about the idea of what his legacy will be.
As far as his health, she told us that he didn't have any heart defects. This was later confirmed by our cardiologist. She said that she saw some congestion in his ears. This too was confirmed by our audiologist. Joaquin has mild to moderate hearing loss due to what we believe is fluid and he will get tubes implanted in November to help resolve this issue. She didn't see any other physical abnormalities in him. We forgot to ask her about his vision and back then his strabismus was not as prominent.
The most amazing thing she said was that Joaquin's soul was so pure that it was overwhelming to her. She said that usually babies with Down syndrome have huge chakras, bigger than normal, but that they are usually disconnected. She said that Joaquin's were big as expected, but they were connected like in a "typical" baby. His flow of energy was pristine and there was no interruption from his brain all the way down his spine. At the time I thought that sounded cool but now it explains why he is extra special, at least to us. He has such a way of drawing people into him.
My sister Adriana later told me that several days after we met with Alejandra, she (Alejandra) was at a weekend retreat and she couldn't stop thinking about Joaquin. She was very affected by him and felt lucky to have been in the same presence as him, someone with the purest of souls.
I believe that all babies are special and that each child comes to us for a reason. I know that Joaquin is no exception to the rule. He will change lives and he will do great things, at least that is what my heart tells me. I know he has already changed Jen and mine and our families and our friends. His story is also touching people around the world who are reading our blog. Diego and Mateo's childhood is also enriched without limits by having Joaquin in their lives. Sometimes I am still afraid of him growing older, I love him as a baby, but I can't wait to watch him grow and become a toddler and to translate to us all those things he already says in his own language. So much to look forward to and we'll take it one step at a time and savor every moment of it.
Our little baby is a star! Here he is featured on the Parenting.com website. They are featuring pictures of babies and children with Down syndrome all month long in honor of Down Syndrome Awareness Month. Check it out!
Joaquin is scheduled to have ear tubes placed the middle of November. It is an outpatient surgical procedure and he will be under anesthesia for about 20 minutes. None of our boys have ever had surgery, been hospitalized, casted or even stitched until now. It's a quick procedure and fairly simple but to think of my little baby boy in these circumstances breaks my heart. We won't be able to be in the room during the surgery but we will be allowed in immediately after in case he is disoriented. Even though I'm nervous as can be, it is good news and something we were hoping for as a solution for the fluid in his middle ear.
So....we no longer need to proceed with hearing aids. Good news since we learned recently that the little tiny hearing aids cost $2400 and insurance doesn't cover them. We saw the ENT (Ear, Nose and Throat doctor) today and she confirmed that Joaquin's ear canals are big enough for her to place the tiniest of tubes. During the procedure she will make a small incision in his ear drum which will allow her to clear his ears of any existing fluid. Then she will place the tubes which will allow any further fluid build up to drain properly. We are hoping this will eliminate any hearing loss Joaquin may have had since birth.
I will try and forget about the details of the procedure until it gets closer to the time. I function better that way. I know this is the best thing for him and that he'll be just fine. I thank God every day that this might be the only major health problem that Joaquin needs to face. I know we are so very lucky that way.
Joaquin has been "moving" since a few days old on his belly. It started with him in the co-sleeper. We would put him to sleep on his belly at one end of the bed and by the time he would wake up to eat, he would be at the other end of the bed. We've known for awhile now that when he sleeps he is able to propel himself forward. But we've never seen him move forward when he is awake. He was famous for his "superman" flying pose with arms and legs outstretched as if he would be able to magically move to where he wanted to go. Then we started the "inclined floor" or "crawling track" and he was able to push off the sides down the ramp to move himself forward. For a couple weeks now, he has gained some speed and has started to use both sides of his body. Whenever we let him hang out at the bottom of the crawling track, he plays with his toys and moves in circles or backwards...just never forward.
On Monday after we hosted a music class at our house, a friend of mine Liz from the Sacramento Parent's Group was playing with Joaquin at the base of the track and she said she saw him move forward to get to his toys. Later that day, I put him on the track and sure enough when he reached the bottom I put a toy just out of his reach, he consciously and very deliberately placed both hands on the floor and thrust himself forward to grab the toy. It was the most adorable thing and the determination on his face was priceless. YAHOO!!!!
So, we are hoping it's just a matter of time before he is crawling all over the place. And by crawling we mean "army" crawling with his belly still on the floor but moving his arms and legs to get where he wants to go. Crawling and then eventually creeping on hands and knees as he gets stronger.
We celebrated all these milestones with Diego and Mateo and it was always such an exciting process. But it's different with Joaquin. Because we know that these "baby steps" are more difficult for Joaquin, we are just in awe and there is such pure, simple delight in his accomplishments.
We took our first trip to the Pumpkin Patch with Joaquin on Sunday. We met up with some other parents who have children with Down syndrome. It was a great afternoon complete with a petting zoo, haunted barn, tree slides, corn maze and pumpkin patch. All of the boys had a good time. In fact, we made two trips to the haunted barn and we have three pumpkins (one big one, one medium one and one small one) sitting on our porch bench. Our three sons Giving a kiss to the pumpkin Little man
So, tooth #2 decided to arrive today and joined tooth #1! Yahoo! Side by side on the bottom they both sit and it is so adorable! No more toothless grins.
One of our posts from this blog was selected to be published in a book called "Gifts: Volume II" due late 2009 or early 2010!!! We won't tell which post so it will be a surprise but we got word on Friday that the editor had selected us and we will start working with an editing team in December to fine tune the essay.
I read the book "GIFTS: Mothers Reflect on How Children with Down Syndrome Enrich Their Lives" when I first learned about Joaquin's diagnosis and it quickly became a lifeline for me. It was absolutely instrumental in helping me find peace and happiness with the diagnosis. It's a book filled with over 60 stories written by mothers about their children who have DS. "Gifts II" is the sequel to the first book and will expand on the topics of acceptance, courage, friendship, awareness and joy. I saw earlier this summer that the editor was looking for submissions to be hand selected for the new book, so Hector and I each submitted one.
We are so thrilled and the news brought tears to Hector's eyes. To think that we will be able to help others the way the stories in the first book helped us is just priceless.
Can you guess who is who? One of the biggest goals of Down Syndrome Awareness Month is to help people understand that people with Down syndrome are more alike than different. Here are each of our boys about the same age in the same hand knit beanie that my Grandma Esther made when Diego was first born. Even though children with Down syndrome have many common physical characteristics, they still have 46 chromosomes that came from each of their parents so they will still look very similar to their siblings. I think these photos prove it!
One of the characteristics of Down syndrome is "an excessive ability to extend the joints." Babies with DS are extremely flexible and Joaquin is no exception. Here is a photo of one of his most favorite positions. We are constantly reminding him not to poke his eye out...with his toes!!!
So I just have to clarify this picture (and the other "face" pictures in the Buddy Walk slide show.)
Joaquin is not unhappy in these photos nor is he about to cry. In fact, he still rarely if ever cries at all. This is the "face" that he makes whenever the sun hits his face, or it's too bright outside, or when we shine the light in his eyes during his sensory stimulation program. It is hilarious to see him make it because he can really exaggerate it and his brothers get a kick out of it too. It cracks us all up! Joaquin will make this face and then quickly turn it off when you say to him "open your eyes" or if you put him back in the shade.
I think it's a preview into his personality. I think he's got a little "ham" in him. We love the "face"!
In honor of Down Syndrome Awareness Month, I wanted to welcome any questions you may have. Often when I see people and Joaquin is with me, there is a lot of interest about some of the physical markers I noticed on Joaquin when he was newborn....the sandal gap on his toes, the crease on his palm, etc. At the Buddy Walk on Saturday, there were myths and facts posted along the path to help educate the public about DS. Please, if anyone reading this blog has any questions at all, I would love to answer them. Really, anything is open for discussion! I'd also be happy to answer any questions about the program we are doing with the Institutes. You can post your question in the comments section and I will do my best to answer them all. Fire away!!!
Joaquin has his first tooth! It broke through the skin earlier this week and every day a little more of it shows. It's on the bottom in the middle. I think the second one right next to it is coming any day. My baby is growing up! It is common for babies with DS to have very erratic tooth eruption and sometimes a very late start. We met the most adorable baby on Saturday at the Buddy Walk and he didn't get his first tooth until 16 months and it was his molars. His mom called him the poster child for DS in regards to teeth. I believe his name was Nathan and oh my gosh, he was the cutest thing ever! We'll post a picture as soon as it's more visible. In the meantime, here is another photo of the two of us yesterday at the Buddy Walk.
A slide show from our very special day spent with great friends and family. Enjoy!
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The slideshow might not load in some systems. Here is an alternative one that Hector made. (Please be patient, it might take a couple of minutes to load)
A few days ago I was chatting with my nephew Santiago and as always we talked about our families. "How is everyone doing?" Never anything too deep but I love how polite he is, always concerned about every single one of us. So I went through the motions of asking him about his brothers Juan Pablo and Andres, while I was trying to do some work on the computer at the same time. After I asked him about Andres, I got a little curious about what life with Andres was like and we started talking about the things that Andres likes to do. Andres loves to type on the computer, not sure what exactly but Santiago says that he copies his favorite books. I asked Santiago to help create an email account for Andres so that we could write to each other. I would love to get to know Andres better and know more about his thoughts. I confirmed that Andres is in his senior year of high school and I casually asked Santiago if he knew what Andres was going to do after he graduated from school. To my surprise he responded "He is going to college, to la Ibero", that's La Universidad Iberoamericana, one of the top universities in Mexico. I'm not sure about any of the details or how it is going to work out but I was so pleased to hear that. Santiago didn't know much more about Andres' plans but I can't wait to hear more about it and what he plans to study.
I am so proud of him and it gives me great hope to think that Joaquin might be able to get there someday.
Here are a few on my favorite photos of Andres growing up: This is my most memorable photo of him, I remember we were playing soccer in my parents front patio and I started taking photos of him, he climbed on top of me and was laying on my chest looking at the camera with those big eyes. I remember how sweet and loving he was, I use to love when he walked into my parents house, I would get down on my knees and ask him for a hug, that was my favorite thing. On a family trip to Oaxaca So cute with his glasses With Glenn Doman on one of his visits to the Institutes Andres this past summer in Mexico with Mateo
October is Down Syndrome Awareness Month and there is a small campaign (that is getting bigger by the day) that is encouraging bloggers in the Down syndrome community to post all 31 days of October in honor of Trisomy 21... hence 31 for 21. So, we'll do our best to make this happen!
We are gearing up for the Buddy Walk this Saturday and I've decided to make light blue tie dye t-shirts with the saying "Walking for Joaquin: Buddy Walk 2008" for all the kids walking with us. I've got horrible blisters on my fingers from all the rubber banding (this was my first attempt at tie dying) but they turned out adorable! There will be at least 26 children walking with our group. Team Baby Joaquin is currently ranked #2 in fundraising efforts!!
A gigantic THANK YOU to everyone who helped us meet and EXCEED our goal of $1000. It means the world to us and it will make a big difference in the lives of families blessed with a new baby with Down syndrome.
I just ran across a piece of scratch paper that a nurse gave to me when I was in the hospital after delivering Joaquin.
I had taken a walk down the hallway of the hospital on the evening of the day Joaquin was born, just to check out the maternity floor. Since his birth was so fast, I never got a chance to get my bearings. I didn't even know where my room was in relation to the rest of the ward. Anyway, during my walk, I stopped at the nurses station to get some water with that crunchy crushed ice in it and chatted with the night nurses. We got to talking about names and what they mean and where they come from. I told them that Diego means "James" in Spanish and Mateo means "Matthew" but that I had no idea what the English translation for Joaquin was or if one existed. The nurses and I continued to chat for awhile and then I left to get back to my baby and my husband.
Later that night, Hector had gone home to sleep with the boys and I was alone in my room with the baby. It was the middle of the night and I had drifted to sleep. The only light in the room was a nightlight behind my bed. I was in that dreamlike sleep when I realized that one of the nurses I had spoken with earlier had come into my room. I was a bit startled and as I tried to wake myself up, she quickly handed me the piece of scratch paper and said that she did a little research on Joaquin's name and she wanted me to have it. She quickly left the room, not wanting to disturb me any further. She wasn't the nurse assigned to me so I never got the chance to see her again. I turned on one of the reading lights on the hospital bed and on the piece of paper, she had written "Joaquin means 'founded by God' in Hebrew. The original name is Joachim, the father of the Virgin Mary."
I remember feeling an overwhelming sense of peace when I read this. I remember feeling very touched by the nurse's kindness and thoughtfulness. I also remember thinking how special this name was for my sweet, precious baby boy. Now I know why.
I was at the checkout stand at our local co-op when the lady checking us out was really "checking us out." She was looking at Mateo in the shopping cart and mentioned how cute he was and how he looked like a little man. It must be his new crewcut, it really is adorable. Then she was looking at Joaquin who was in the baby carrier on my chest and she asked if he was a boy. Then came the "look". She stared briefly at him and then asked me "Is he cross-eyed?" I took the comment as just a matter of fact conversation and said, "Yes, he's cross-eyed." Then I mentioned that we were going to work on trying to correct it and left it at that. This was the first time a stranger has said anything to me out of the ordinary about Joaquin. I took it in stride but I know this is a first of many "looks" and comments that we might get for years and years to come. In the past, when people have stared at the baby, I just assumed it was because he's the cutest darn thing but now I'm wondering if it's because he "looks" different.
Anyway, it's time for an update on our little man!
Joaquin is now 7 1/2 months old and he just started solid foods. He's had peas, carrots, sweet potatoes and applesauce. He loves them all (most of the time) but I discovered after speaking with his speech therapist that I'm putting way too much on the spoon. We are supposed to feed him on alternating sides of his mouth which will help encourage him to use all the muscles of his mouth and tongue to move the food around and swallow. He has no difficulties swallowing and he loves to blow raspberries when his mouth is full. Too funny and very messy!
We have a hearing aid evaluation later this week. We will determine whether or not we need to use hearing aids until his ears are big enough for tubes. Last visit to the ENT (Ear, Nose, and Throat) doctor, we found out his ear canals are still too small for tube placement. This could change quickly though, even in just a few months.
Last week we had our first visit to the Opthomologist. As I mentioned earlier and you might have noticed in the photos, Joaquin is cross eyed so we knew going into the appointment that he had a strabismus. He is also still very sensitive to light. The face he makes when he's in the bright light is hilarious. He's quite a "ham" already and is showing us his humorous side with his facial expressions. The doctor said that his sight is good from what she can tell so the strabismus is more likely related to a brain disorganization. She is recommending that we "patch" his good eye 3 hours a day for 3 months and then reevaluate. Joaquin is so easy going that he doesn't object to the patch at all and even in a few days we've seen some improvement. 10% of the cases of strabismus can be resolved with just the patch alone. If in 3 months, he continues to have the crossed eyes, she will recommend surgery. Now comes the hard part, the Institutes does not recommend patching and also does not agree with surgery. So we will have to weigh both sides of the argument and decide which course of action is the best for Joaquin. The Institutes believes that the sensory stimulation part of his program is in essence organizing and developing his brain, so the professionals there don't see the need for patching. The sensory stimulation program which includes the bits of intelligence cards and the light reflex exercises, where we go into a darkened room and shine a light into each eye over and over again several times a day, is much more comprehensive. They also feel that surgery may correct the condition temporarily but without solving the root of the problem in the brain through sensory input, the effects of the surgery will not last for very long. Decisions, decisions.... We will see an eye doctor in Philadelphia when we return in December who is very familiar with the Institutes program and children with Down syndrome so we look forward to hearing his opinion based on what he knows and has witnessed with the program.
Joaquin reading his bits of intelligence
Finally, Joaquin is still progressing and always impresses his physical therapist, Michelle, who comes to visit him twice a week through Alta Regional Center services. On Tuesdays, she meets Joaquin at my parent's spa and they do water therapy together. On Wednesdays, she comes to our house and works with him for about 45 minutes. Hector and I can't always see the gains because we are with him constantly but with Michelle coming twice a week, she is able to see and remark on all the progress he makes and she is always amazed. His trunk control, head control, upper body strength and endurance are all improving in leaps and bounds. He is able to hang from our thumbs for up to 10 seconds suspended in the air. We can tell he is getting more oxygen and increasing his lung capacity because the volume of his voice is louder and stronger every day. He will often begin the day "talking" which sounds more like yelling right now. This has become Diego and Mateo's wake up call....sometimes earlier than we would like but very cute nonetheless.
Joaquin has also developed a bit of stranger anxiety and we are so excited!!! I know it sounds strange but we were so proud the day he cried in the arms of a dear friend of ours because the voice and the face were unfamiliar to him. The fact that he can notice this is such a big milestone. We had to explain to our friend why we were so excited about it even though normally it's not something to rejoice.
We continue to work with the Intensive Treatment Program and some days it's harder than others to get it all in but we give it our best effort. There is the occasional day that I find myself just wanting to hold him, kiss him, stare at him and cuddle him and I could do it for hours and hours. His sweet face, his amazing dark curly lashes and his huge grin are just the best. Joaquin's most favorite thing right now? Itsy bitsy spider! It's gets him giggling every time. That....and cheering and clapping together....you should see how wide his grin is when we get going. He continues to amaze us and humble us every day.
After the Republican National Convention was over and Sarah Palin left us so energized and excited about the possibility of having a friend and an advocate in the White House, our sky was looking absolutely red not blue. So the first thing I did was to try to learn more about what the McCain-Palin ticket stance on different issues was, specifically on disability rights and the Individuals with Disabilities Education Act (IDEA).
First I went to McCain's website, and bunched up with some other programs he mentions IDEA, in a page for Early Education with no specifics. Then I did a search and the only related link that came back was the early education page I already seen. The word "disability" only pops up in relation to veterans. They haven't addressed the issue of funding IDEA and lack any specific plans, hmmmm...
On Obama's page, I was surprised to find the word "Disabilities" listed in the Issues menu, right alongside education, the economy, and Iraq. Click on that and at the bottom there is a link for a PDF to see his full Disabilities Plan. Open it and you can read: "BARACK OBAMA’S PLAN TO EMPOWER AMERICANS WITH DISABILITIES", Providing Americans with Disabilities Educational Opportunities: Fully Funding the Individuals with Disabilities Education Act (IDEA), Early Intervention for Children with Disabilities, Support Universal Screening, and it goes on and on. Pretty impressive.
I was dumbfounded. Why doesn't McCain have a plan on how they will increased funds for programs to help people with disabilites? The McCain-Palin ticket has not specified yet how they are going to help the more than 44 million people with disabilities.
I applaud Sarah Palin for using her office to help families who need it and raising the funds per disable child by almost double and increasing funds for several other disability programs in the state of Alaska. Her personal experience as a mother of a child with a disability is inspiring, as inspiring as the story of any mother of a disable child. There is no doubt that she has increased the visibility of the disability community, especially of the Down Syndrome community, the one that has been very vocal with admiration and criticism. Personally, I love seeing Trig up on stage being passed around without shame, being cuddled and loved (and his hair licked by his baby sister!!!). How wonderful it is to see the face of Down syndrome all over the news.
So Sarah, we are all waiting for a specific plan. How proactive will the McCain-Palin administration be on disability issues?
I do want to believe in Palin. Wouldn't it be wonderful to celebrate the first ever woman VP, to have Trig crawling around all over the White House, and to raise the visibility of DS to a level that none of us could have ever possibly imagined? We can only hope that the McCain-Palin disabilities plan looks anything, if not better than, what Obama is offering at this time. If nothing else, Down syndrome is on a lot of peoples minds and Palin is certainly responsible for an exposure effect that is necessary.
Please take a look at this report by Katie Couric:
And some more important details that were edited out...
Sound familiar? Almost identical to what Jen was trying to explain in the article in Kidaround magazine.
We are so excited to participate in our first mile long Buddy Walk on Saturday, October 4th at Southside Park in Sacramento. We plan on walking it together as a group of friends and family and we've started a team called "Baby Joaquin"...walking for Joaquin.
Buddy Walks will be held all over the country to increase awareness, raise funds for local programs and improve acceptance of people with Down syndrome. The Down Syndrome Information Alliance here in Sacramento is hoping to raise $50,000 this year and the money will support programs that will improve the lives of people with DS. Team Baby Joaquin has a modest goal of $500- we figured $100 for each family member in the Sanchez clan. Thank you so much to our friends and family who have already donated in honor of our sweet baby J.
Chris Burke and his band will be performing at the park after the walk. Do you remember "Corky" from the 80's sitcom "Life Goes On"? It should be a lot of fun to see him entertain the crowd!
If you want to join our team and walk with Joaquin or are interested in making a donation to our team, please check out our team website:
Shortly after we found out about Joaquin's diagnosis I read an article in the Sacramento Bee about Trig's birth to Governor Sarah Palin in Alaska and I told Jen to send her a note with our support. A few weeks later we got an email from Palin's mother, who was helping her handle her mail, thanking us for our kind note and congratulating us as well. As you can imagine, we were very surprised and elated when we heard the news about McCain's pick for his VP running mate.
We know that talking about politics is a sure way to stir up emotions and make some enemies but we have been wanting to write something about this since the news broke but we didn't want to use this blog as a media to express our political views. Nevertheless, last night Jen and I watched Sarah Palin's speech and were touched and excited to hear her talk about families with special needs.
Sometimes even the greatest joys bring challenge. And children with special needs inspire a very, very special love.
To the families of special-needs children all across this country, I have a message for you: For years, you've sought to make America a more welcoming place for your sons and daughters. And I pledge to you that, if we're elected, you will have a friend and advocate in the White House.
So politics aside, you have to agree that as a family with a baby boy with Down syndrome those words are a breath of fresh air and if nothing else give us hope of a better future for Joaquin and all children with special needs.
If you live in the Greater Sacramento area, pick up a copy of Kidaround Magazine at any of these locations. There is a great article on Jen and Baby Joaquin, and as you can see our friend Penny took an awesome photo for the cover. If you are from out of town, you can see and read the magazine online here.
Most of you have probably heard of Ben Stiller's movie "Tropic Thunder" out in the theaters right now. Some of you might have heard about the controversy surrounding it. Jen brought it to my attention after emailing me a newsletter from the Down Syndrome Information Alliance warning that the language and content in the movie “Tropic Thunder” depicts people with intellectual disabilities in a derogatory and demeaning manner. When I read it I was upset and one of the first things I thought was to write something here so that the word would spread and more people would boycott this movie. But first I wanted to learn more about it. It is hard to have an opinion when you haven't seen the movie.
After reading a few articles, blogs and reviews about the movie and controversy, I was really mad and started thinking about the kind of person Stiller really is. Manohla Dargis (one of the chief film critics for The New York Times) states it well: "Ben Stiller is a professional offender and sometimes very funny man who over the past decade or so has carved out a lucrative niche in the comedy of humiliation, his and everyone else’s". He has been one of my favorite comedians and I have enjoyed his movies, but this hit too close to home and I don't think I can ever see another movie that he is involved with, not only because of Tropic Thunder, but mainly because of his reaction to the whole ordeal.
I think it gets down to the issue of language and how it's interpreted, endorsed or rejected...and the simple fact is that the vast majority of people in this country think it's perfectly OK to use the word "retard" for humorous effect, not realizing (or caring) that it's the equivalent of the "N" word in some circles. THAT is the issue that must be addressed and understood.
I think the thing that's happening with "Tropic" is that the protests are largely based on the volume and magnitude of the content and that is what is so offensive. I think this is where Manohla Dargis got it right -- that "retard" is used so often that it causes us to squirm, not laugh.
She writes:
That’s how he ends up blowing what might have been the film’s sharpest scene, involving Kirk’s explanation for why Tugg’s performance as a retarded man in “Simple Jack” doomed his chances for an Oscar, an elucidation that includes a clever taxonomy of all the ways it’s permissible to play intellectually challenged in Hollywood (“Forrest Gump” is statuette-worthy, though not “I Am Sam”) and a grindingly unfunny repetition of the word retard. If Mr. Downey — who at this point in his career apparently can do no wrong, even in blackface — can’t make this bit work, it’s because the bit is unworkable. The pomposity of the Oscars is the hook, but it’s the word retard that provides the squirm
Like I mentioned before, I'm a huge fan of Stiller's humor and his movies but this is too much, it is not acceptable to use the "R" word like he does here, many people will understand and appreciate the REAL target of the film's satire, but when you're pummeled by the "R" word, the conclusion is that it's OK to use it, and it is definitively NOT. I haven't seen this movie, I can't tell you how bad it is, but I will borrow the words of someone who saw it and wrote about it: I thought the movie was hilarious, for the most part. After the first mention of "Simple Jack" I thought, "Is that it? That's what all the fuss is about?" -- but when the "full retard" scene came on, all I could think of is "Uh-oh...this really is dangerous." And that's coming from someone who TOTALLY appreciates where that scene is coming from.
I thought of a lot more things to say but I read this blog that Jen forwarded to me and we both thought that it was brilliant. Instead of trying to duplicate an excellent essay about how we felt, I will point you to it. I hope you have time to read it: Never Go Full Stiller...
And if you'd like to read the full New York times review by Manohla Dargis mentioned above: Tropic Thunder (2008) NYT
If you seen this movie sends us a note, tell us what you think. If you haven't, please consider boycotting it, every bit counts to send a message to Stiller and Dreamworks, like Emily Elizabeth from "wonderbabe" blog puts it: Friends don't let friends see Tropic Thunder because friends don't let friends go full Stiller.
Most of you know that I'm a HUGE Oprah Winfrey fan...that and a huge fan of Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie and their gorgeous children...but I digress. Anyway, in "O" Magazine Oprah always features an article about some famous person's "A-Ha" moment. I'm certainly not famous but I have to share mine.
It came during one of lectures at the Institutes. Throughout the week, we would hear success stories about some of the graduates of the program around the world. We heard about a young boy, who is now a young man, who started the program as a baby. He lived in Italy and attended the Institutes program over there. He has Down syndrome. His parents were very involved in the program and dedicated to helping him achieve his full potential. We were able to see pictures of this young boy as he grew and developed into a vibrant young man. In every picture we saw, he was surrounded by friends and family. Pictures of him traveling around the world, pictures of him doing different sporting events, pictures of him leading a full and vibrant life. In fact, he ran with the Olympic torch when the winter games were held in Torino, Italy. He also just received his Master's degree in Economics at a university in Italy. A Master's degree...amazing!
It was with this story that I breathed a great sigh of relief, a giant "A-Ha". If this young man can do it, so can Joaquin. It's not about Joaquin getting a master's degree but if that is what he wants to do, knowing that he could do it, gives me all the hope in the world.
Since we started the treatment program, I've been working on different sounds and songs to help stimulate the baby's brain. We also do oral/facial massage and encourage chewing and blowing raspberries and other mouth movements and sounds. Joaquin has always been fascinated by this and for about 2 weeks I've been attempting to teach him "mama", repeating it over and over to him. He loves to watch my mouth move when I say it and you can see his wheels turning.
Well, a couple days ago around his 6 month birthday, he decided to say "mamamamamamamama" with exaggerated mouth movements that were completely new for him. SOOOOOOO exciting! Then, just the other morning about 4 am, he woke up (in our bed) and said out of the blue and very clearly "mama" and then proceeded to babble on about other things. I think we may have even heard some "babababas" and some "papapapapas" as he experimented with his new vocabulary for about 20 minutes before falling back asleep. Both Hector and I were amused by his early morning conversation and couldn't help but laugh. I know this is all very pre-speech stuff but we are thrilled nonetheless. We'll try to catch it on film to share with all of you. It's the cutest thing ever and of course "Mama" is very proud. Now we'll start working on "Papa" and "Nana" to keep everyone happy :).
Over 90% of of couples who receive a positive result from their amnio for Down syndrome, terminate their pregnancies. That's a huge number. It's not only startling but scary.
As you may have read in an earlier post, I declined the AFP early on in my pregnancy. My doctor and nurse had offered it many times and every time I declined. I have heard too many stories of "false" positive results. A positive result means that you have a higher probability of having a child with a genetic problem or Down syndrome. I was 36 when I got pregnant with Joaquin and being pregnant in your late thirties puts added strain and stress on you, mostly because of how the professionals handle "older" mothers. We are encouraged to have genetic counseling based solely on age and we are encouraged to have an amniocentesis, all of this to rule out or discover problems with our unborn children.
If you get a positive AFP (alpha fetal protein) or if your 20 week ultrasound shows "markers" for DS such as a spot on the heart or heart problems, short femur length or a thick neuchal fold, the health care professionals will recommend an amnio to get confirmation. I have heard from so many mothers that this is not only encouraged but almost pushed to be completed after getting a positive AFP.
I went through genetic counseling with my pregnancy because this was encouraged based on my age. Hector and I went through with it mostly because it was covered by our insurance and we thought it would be very educational. We told the counselor that we would decline the amnio but did agree to an in depth 20 week ultrasound to make sure all was well with the baby. How strange it is to think back on these appointments, the ultrasound and the genetic counseling, and to think we were carrying a baby with Down syndrome and nothing led us to discover this. The ultrasound showed a perfectly healthy baby, no need for alarm or concern. How different this would have been if we would have gotten the AFP or the amnio. It's not so much the testing that bothers me but how the test results are handled and how fear plays a factor in how decisions are made based on those results.
It's hard sometimes to talk with other people who are pregnant or trying to get pregnant when the subject of prenatal testing is involved. Most of the time, it's just a casual conversation. A lot of my friends are older and some are planning and hoping to get pregnant. Inevitably, the topic comes up. People are either on one side of the fence or the other, testing just to have more information and to be better prepared for the birth or testing to rule out problems and end the pregnancy before it gets too far along. It's so personal for me now because I have a baby that many people would have decided not to keep. It's surreal sometimes.
I remember an email conversation I had with a friend who found out she was pregnant towards the end of my pregnancy. She too was an "older" mother and didn't want to formally announce her pregnancy until after she had her CVS. CVS tests can give similar results found with an amnio but can be completed much earlier in the pregnancy. She was prepared to terminate if the results came back positive and wasn't going to celebrate her pregnancy until after she found out that everything was fine with the baby. She had determined from the get go that she would not give birth to a child with a genetic problem. I'm curious how our conversation would have been if I had known that I was carrying a baby with Trisomy 21.
I am so fortunate that Joaquin had no serious health problems related to his Down syndrome. If he had had a serious heart problem, I'm pretty sure we would have seen it during our Level II ultrasound at 20 weeks. This would have made things much more complicated and stressful. I can only imagine how hard it must be for an expectant couple to handle this type of news and the worry it would cause. The same with finding out any difficult information about your unborn baby from a CVS, AFP or amnio. We all want the best for our children and perfect health is on the top of the list. We all want our children to start out with the best of circumstances.
But now I feel so differently about prenatal testing and diagnosis. I'm forever changed by my experience. Even the most casual of conversations about prenatal testing, the ones we have all the time as parents and expectant parents, are more personal to me. It's almost as if I have this internal alarm that goes off inside when I hear the words CVS, AFP and amnio. Now that I know what the termination rate is, it is so scary to me to think that a baby like Joaquin might not be given the chance to live. Why is the abortion rate so high? Do people look at Joaquin and think that he shouldn't be here? Crazy thoughts, I know, but knowing the statistics, it's hard not to wonder. Is society so caught up in perfection that we cannot accept babies with imperfections? When will the attitudes change? Will they ever? These are just my innermost thoughts and are not meant to be controversial but I know this topic gets very touchy very fast. I just want to understand why over 90% of pregnancies are terminated because of a DS diagnosis. That percentage is so incredibly high. My fear is that these expectant couples are given worst case scenarios and doomsday prophecies. Why else would this rate be so high?
My hope is that Joaquin and I can help some expectant parents see the "other side" of a positive result from an AFP, CVS or amnio. I am so grateful for non profit groups like the Down Syndrome Information Alliance (www.dsia.org) here in Sacramento and other national organizations that are working very hard to make sure that with every positive test for DS, the expectant parents are given information and support so that they can make informed decisions. I completely understand a woman's right to choose but I firmly believe in making sure that parents get both sides of the story before making such a big decision. Let's make informed decisions. We need all the facts, the positive not just the negative. Parents need to hear that children with DS are considered gifts to their families. Parents need to hear stories of how these children are so incredibly bright and full of potential and that many of the potential health problems are able to be treated. Parents need to meet other parents who have decided to keep their babies and would not change a thing about them. Parents also need to hear that there is a waiting list of people eager to adopt a child with Down syndrome.
I can't imagine my life without Joaquin and I can't imagine the world without Down syndrome. It's not something to eliminate or terminate in my opinion. It's something to accept and embrace. We can celebrate the birth of these amazing babies.
It's been two weeks since we started the Intensive Treatment Program with Joaquin and things are going great. We have a checklist every day with all activities that we need to accomplish and this is the only way to keep track of it all. It's a challenge to fit it all in, between frequent naps that the baby takes, driving the older boys to their activities, preparing and eating meals, potty training Mateo, etc. etc. Time really flies by.
Joaquin is thriving! It's almost as if you can see the synapsis' in his brain firing off. When we are in the middle of doing a bunch of activities, you can see the light in his eyes. He gets really excited and chatty and it's so much fun to see. He is holding his head up so much better already and he loves to shake his bells and rattles and absolutely LOVES to play pat-a-cake. He is also much more tired at the end of the day. When he's done, he's done and ready for sleep. And, actually so am I.
Hector and I try to get a few patterns in before he goes to work in the morning and Hector is really great about coming home from work and doing a bunch of exercises with the baby. He also manages to fit in some quality time with Diego and Mateo. It definitely takes a team effort.
It is amazing to see the transformation in such a short time. Joaquin has to go down his crawling track up to 20 times a day now for about 1 or 2 minutes each session, and in the last couple of days, you can see how he is starting to push with his feet and he has figured out that the movement of arms and legs transfers to forward movement. It is hard to explain the joy that we feel with every small progress that happens. It is all the motivation we need.
Joaquin is loving his flash cards or "Bits". One thing that they tell you at the Institutes is that babies love to learn and that they would rather learn than eat. We show him three different flash cards every day more than 10 times a day. He loves it so much that we try to do it as much as possible. When you put the cards in front of his face, his expression changes and he almost holds his breath. It is such a joy to see.
Diego and Mateo love to get in the action too. They'll cheer the baby on from the bottom of the crawling track and they also love to be "patterned" after Joaquin gets patterned. It's adorable.
So, in a nutshell, we are ALL having so much fun with the program.
Two weeks ago when we first started with the track, sometimes he will slide right down, but mostly he will go down slowly with any movement of his arms and legs, and that is how his brain learns that movement like that transfers to moving forward.
Joaquin's progress after only less than two weeks is remarkable, he is favoring his right leg but as you can see he is getting really good at making his way down the track. It is like a light switch went on in his brain.
Baby taking a nap, he is so tired after a couple of hours of work, you can see his bits that he loves so much in the background.
I've been meaning to write about a very special gift I got from Hector awhile back, shortly after receiving Joaquin's diagnosis. I wear it around my neck and I love it. It's my "Halo with a Twist" and it has Joaquin's name and birthdate engraved on it. I love it and I get compliments on it all the time. It's a pretty sterling silver oval "Halo" that is twisted on one side. It symbolizes the beauty and uniqueness of imperfection. It has become the first international symbol for Down syndrome. The founder of the website Band of Angels, Cynthia Kidder, describes it best. "It’s shimmering and reflective of light; a little different, sturdy yet beautiful. The light is reflected and radiated from it. The twist is the reminder of imperfections in each of us."
Thank you again Hector for my beautiful necklace. I love it and I love you.
We are gearing up to start the Institutes program this Monday and it's going to be a lot of work.
We will be patterning Joaquin 6 times per day in a truncal pattern for up to a minute each time. He will be on an incline crawling track starting 10 times per day and building up to 30 times per day for a distance of 1 meter each time and the majority of his free time will be spent on the floor in different stimulating environments. We have put a checkerboard wall up on one wall in his room. We will be stimulating his light reflex 20 times per day and having him locate light in a darkened room 5 times per day. We will have him look at black and white images 3 times per day and read stories to him with books that have large colorful images. We will stimulate his startle reflex 15 times per day with loud unexpected sounds as well as introduce him to different interesting and household sounds 15 times per day. We will stimulate his sense of touch 20 times per day with hot, cold, warm, cool, soft, rough stimuli on his arms, legs, hands, feet, etc (stimulating both his vital sensation as well as his gnostic sensation). We will also get him to grasp a pole 10 times per day and work up to having him hang on it using two hands and throughout the day we will work on different balance activities around the house (spinning, rocking, swaying, etc). We will also start using a choice board (basic yes/no board) and some basic sign language (milk, eat, more signs) with him 10 times per day.
Whew.......I think I can fit it all in. We WILL fit it all in!
It's still difficult to see adults with Down syndrome. Lately, I've run into some groups of disabled adults at the park and at the mall and there is always at least one or two adults with DS. It's very surreal for me as I look at them and then look at my baby. I don't think I've noticed as many Down syndrome adults in the past five years as much as I do now. Lately the groups of people I have seen are severely impaired and have the very typical behaviors that are often associated with severe disabilities. Their group leaders escort the adults through the mall, holding their hands or escort them to the park picnic tables where they all sit quietly with little or no interaction. This is so terribly difficult to see. I can't help but wonder.... what kind of childhood did they have? Are these the babies that were sent away to an institution? Are these the babies that were more severe and the parents weren't able to take care of them? Where do they live now? Are their families at all involved? Did they have services early on to help them achieve their potential or were they just left alone to fend for themselves? I have so many unanswered questions.
What is so strange is that I have always been around disabled people and I'm typically very comfortable around this population. My major in college was Recreation Therapy and some of my first jobs were working with disabled children and adults. For over 8 years I worked with all different types of patients in every setting imaginable from disabled day camps to stroke and head injury clinics and children's hospitals to state hospitals with criminally insane men. I wouldn't say it was my calling but I've always had a place in my heart for the disadvantaged. I think somewhere deep down inside I always thought I might have a child with a disability. My mom and I have always sought out babies who have Down syndrome at church or at big public gatherings. I remember when pregnant with Joaquin, seeing an adorable infant with DS at a San Francisco Giant's game and my mom and I were mesmerized by him, pointing him out to Hector. I have always been curious about these children and loved their beautiful smiles and pretty eyes. I can even recall thinking and even saying to Hector, early on in our relationship before we were married, that we were the type of couple that would be given a child with Down syndrome....with my background and his experience with his nephew. He doesn't remember this conversation but I do. It's still surreal to me that this is now my reality. Even my mom who is a neonatal nurse has always said that her favorite babies in the nursery are the "Down's babies" and now she has her own.
But it's the adults in group settings that I still am challenged by and I'm a bit ashamed of it to be honest. I know I shouldn't pity them but I do. I guess what makes these recent experiences so uncomfortable for me is that I never want Joaquin to be "shuffled" around. With my background in Recreation Therapy, I know that there is a reason these adults are escorted around and taken to malls and parks. It's called life enrichment and normalization, but now as a mother with a child with DS, I see it as just the opposite. I know these adults probably weren't offered early intervention services or quality interactions as babies and young children. The life these adults lead is still valuable, of course, but all I see is the loss of potential and what could have been. I know that the future for Joaquin can and will be very full, active and enriched and hopefully this is the case for most every child born today with Down syndrome, as it should be. In the near future, I hope to see more adults with DS walking independently in the mall or with friends and family shopping where they want to go. I want to see adults with DS taking their own young nieces and nephews to the park to play and to push them on the swings. That is normal and that is life enrichment. That is my hope for Joaquin.
This story was written by Erma Bombeck on May 11, 1980 and Glenn Doman recited it for us at the last hour of the last day of lectures in Philadelphia. It was very touching and of course I was crying by the end of it, as was every other mother in the room with me, all of us feeling a sense of camaraderie.
THE SPECIAL MOTHER by Erma Bombeck
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures, and a couple by habit.
This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen?
Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting His instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As He observes, he instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Rutledge, Carrie: twins. Patron saint....give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, He passes a name to an angel and smiles. "Give her a handicapped child."
The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," says God. "Could I give a child with a handicap to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."
"But does she have patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it."
"But Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps. "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied.
"She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
"I will permit her to see clearly the things I see- ignorance, cruelty, prejudice- and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."
"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in mid-air.
A post from Hector... Some of the lectures we heard at the Institutes were given by the staff, but mostly by Janet Doman, the Director of the Institutes and Douglas Doman, the Vice Director. But some of them are still given by Glenn Doman, the founder. He sits in a chair at the front of the auditorium and uses cue cards that he reads. Every day, we were asked to arrive at least 15 minutes early in the morning so we could find our assigned seats because they shuffle everyone around. The last day Jen and I were lucky to be seated in the front row a few feet from where Glenn Doman was sitting.
That day we were really tired. We had heard more than 40+ hours of intense lectures in less than 5 days and the amount of information was overwhelming, so even though at times I wanted desperately to shut my eyes and rest my mind, having Glenn Doman at arms length and looking at you when he speaks, there was no choice but to listen.
One of the required readings for the course is the book, "What to do about your brain injured child..." which I read the week before our trip, I found the book fascinating, and most of Glenn's lectures are in the book, but to hear them from the man himself was a treat. Towards the end of the book he talks about family and how throughout history the family has survived and the reason it survives is so that we can divide our time unevenly. He goes on to talk about his three families: the Doman family, the Staff at the Institutes, and the Infantry Rifle Company in World War II. This is a excerpt from his book:
"My third family was my infantry rifle company. That was a true family. In infantry rifle company, the only people in front of you are the bad guys. They are shooting at you and trying to kill you. You are shooting at them and trying to kill them too. Under these circumstances you make very dear friends very - very, very quickly. More things happen to you in five minutes than might happen normally in a lifetime. Sometimes you stop shooting long enough to crawl out in the field where a lot of shooting is going on in order to grab a wounded soldier by the leg and pull him in. That's dividing your time unevenly. Everybody's in favor of that and it does amazing things to you. One of the most important principles I learned there was a law of the infantry. The law is you never leave the wounded behind. Most casualties take place in the infantry so it is vital that you never leave the wounded behind. As an officer-in-training you think that you understand it. Then you're in combat and the kid next to you gets a bullet through his chest. And down he goes. It doesn't occur to you for one second to leave him behind. Not because it's a principle you have been taught but because he is you. If the wind had been four miles an hour more from the east, you'd be lying on the ground with a bullet through your chest. All things being equal you might as well be the one lying on the ground three minutes from now. You never leave the wounded behind because that wounded soldier beside you is you. That is why you never, never, never leave the wounded behind."
As I was listening to him say these words, I was picturing baby Joaquin so full of love and smiles and how much he needs us to divide our time unevenly, how he needs us to roll up our sleeves every day and do battle to help him reach his full potential. Because the alternative is not an option. We will never, never, never leave our beautiful baby boy behind.
We're back from Philadelphia and still recuperating from the 10 day trip.
First of all a HUGE thank you to my mom and dad for their support. My mom came with us to Philly for the first 7 days to watch Mateo and Joaquin while we took the course. This was no easy feat but somehow she managed to do it with grace and even get Mateo's haircut, get him potty trained (at least #1, still working on #2) and take care of Joaquin who was unfamiliar with the bottle but managed just perfectly with my mom in charge. She did this all despite the small living quarters (her bed was in a walk in closet turned bedroom!) and the blistering heat and humidity of Pennsylvania in the summertime. Thank you so much Mom! My dad took care of Diego for the week which included nursing a bee sting he got the first day we were gone- poor little boy! Thank you Papa for your loving care that week. Finally, a GIANT thank you to my friends Gina and Michelle for watching Diego during the week while my dad was at work. Diego had an absolute blast and barely missed us due to all the fun he was having with his friends. You all mean the world to us and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Knowing all our boys were in good hands gave Hector and I the opportunity to really focus on the course at the Institutes.
So we completed the course "What To Do About Your Brain Injured Child" the first week at the Institutes. The Institutes for the Achievement of Human Potential is located in Chestnut Hill which is a suburb of Philadelphia. It is a gorgeous little town with cobblestone streets and lots of charm. The Institutes is located on a very large piece of property (something like 6 acres) and it is beautiful and green and lush. It was about a mile away from our rented apartment so Hector and I had a lovely walk everyday to and from the course.
The course was everything we hoped it would be and more. When Glenn Doman walked into the auditorium for his first presentation, I was brought to tears. He has to be close to 90 years old and knowing all that he has accomplished in his lifetime and after reading all his books, I was just in awe of him. He is a darling of a man, looks a bit like a "healthy and fit" Santa Claus and I was moved by all his presentations. He is one unsung hero. A wise sage.
We learned so much about the brain- how it can grow by use, how it is stimulated through our five senses, how the functions of the brain can be improved and how it's growth and development is an ever-changing process. We learned that treating the symptoms of brain injury does not work. Brain injury is in the brain so it must be stimulated through the visual, auditory and sensory pathways. We also learned that 99.9% of us have some degree of brain injury so all of us have something to gain in understanding how the brain functions.
Obviously it would be impossible to share everything we learned, there is a book named after the course and I would highly recommend it for anyone interested in brain development or for parents with children who have any developmental delays or concerns. Also, the book "How Smart is Your Baby" is wonderful for expectant parents and parents with tiny babies who want to enrich their babies learning environment. There is also a quick read called "Pathway to Wellness" that summarizes the program and gives a nice overview of the content of the course.
In a nut shell, we learned the vital importance of movement in developing the brain, how important the stages of crawling and creeping are, how to create an ideal environment in the home, how intelligence is not related to brain injury, how brain injury only affects the child's ability to express intelligence, how to increase communication, and the importance of nutrition and how what we eat, drink and breathe significantly affects brain function, growth and development. We also had the pleasure of meeting so many wonderful families all on their own journey with their amazing children.
Jen, Hector, Glenn Doman, Katie Doman (Glenn's wife) Janet Doman (Glenn's daughter and current Director) and Susan Aisen (Director of the Intelligence Programs)
The following week Joaquin was evaluated and assessed by the staff at the Institutes. We determined his neurological age and compared it to his chronological age to come up with his diagnosis. He has a severe, diffuse, bilateral mid brain injury. Based on this information, an intensive treatment plan was created to meet his specific needs. We have a plan for the next 6 months and will return to the Institutes in December for re-evaluation and a new plan based on how he thrives on the current plan. We have physical goals, intellectual goals and physiological goals. As I mentioned in my previous post, the first month is focused on changing our diet, starting vitamin supplements, and getting organized and prepared for the rest of the program which will begin the first week of August. Right now, Hector is busy building a crawling track for the baby which includes an inclined floor. I'm busy going through our kitchen cupboards, making dietary changes and preparing the supplies for the sensory stimulation aspects of the intellectual program. We have also started some simple patterning with Joaquin which we are to do several times a day building up to a minute per session.
We will blog our way through the program so we can share all the different exercises that we will be doing with Joaquin. The key to the program is frequency, intensity and duration so our days will be filled with the many different activities of the program and it is designed in such a way that Diego and Mateo can get involved and help out. The biggest key to the program is to do everything with a sense of joy.
I officially have to say goodbye to dairy, my one true love.
Anyone who knows me, knows that my diet consists mainly of dairy and dairy products. I LOVE milk, cheese, yogurt, ice cream, cream cheese, lattes, chocolate, whip cream, and did I mention cheese? We found out in Philly that I no longer can have dairy (as long as I'm breastfeeding) and that Joaquin should never be introduced to it as he begins solids in the next few months
This is going to be hard....really hard. All I know is that perhaps those last few pounds of baby weight might actually disappear if I can't have ice cream or a milkshake after every meal.
The only other food that the baby should never be introduced to is corn (including corn products and corn syrup).
There are a few other foods that we should avoid for a period of time (6-12 months) and introduce slowly to watch for allergic reactions and/or intolerances. These include wheat, soy, bananas, nightshades (i.e. tomato, white potato, eggplant, peppers), citrus and peanuts/pistachios and also anything with artificial colors, additives or flavors. Fortunately, this is easy to do with a newborn since we have full control over what he eats as an infant. Hopefully, he'll have no problems with these foods but we'll take it slowly and watch carefully. I have also started taking a good multivitamin, an omega oil (EPA/DHA) supplement and probiotics which the baby will also be on as he transitions to food. He will also need additional B-12 vitamins and folic acid when he stops nursing.
We are considering having the whole family give up dairy products and corn. This will be a challenge but we feel it's the right thing to do. Thankfully there are a lot of non dairy options available nowadays and we'll steer the boys towards sherbets and sorbets when we go to the ice cream shop (this was the first thing that came to my mind!!). Still not sure how to handle Diego's addiction to the vanilla milk at Starbucks, but we'll figure it out as we go.
This is our first assignment and the first part of Joaquin's Intensive Treatment Program that we received in Philadelphia. We learned that what we eat, drink and breathe significantly affects brain function. We also learned that the fluid in the baby's ears may be resolved from dietary changes alone. This would be so exciting. It also gives me the motivation to say "adios" to my beloved milk.
We had our third hearing test this week with the Audiologist. She did an ABR (auditory brainstem response test) that requires the baby be sleeping with different monitors taped on his forehead and behind his ears. We were in the office for over 3 1/2 hours. Joaquin did great and slept for most of it. I was so incredibly antsy by the end of the test since I had to have the baby laying on me the entire time and I couldn't move or make a noise so as not to wake him.
The bad news is.....he still has some mild to moderate hearing loss in both ears but mainly in the left ear. They determined that this is due to fluid in his middle ear. So although he can hear us, he hears us best when we are right near his face. He hears the rest of the sounds in the house as if he were underwater. The weird thing with fluid in the ears is that it can become thick with time so it is more like a paste and gets harder and harder to drain or evaporate normally from the ear.
The good news is....he has perfect hearing if they bypass the middle ear which means his hearing loss is treatable. So, we will discuss with the ENT doctor about how to eliminate the fluid in his ear at our next appointment in July. This is usually done with tubes but with little ears these are hard to place so they may recommend baby hearing aids until tubes can be placed so he doesn't miss out on any speech development. Also, we were told that Joaquin's ears are not the "typical" ears of a child with Down syndrome so the anatomy of his ears are "normal" and are to be treated this way by the ENT. Such good news.
I have every hope and confidence that his hearing issues will be resolved and I am so grateful for that. We'll keep you posted.
I attended my first seminar sponsored by the Down Syndrome Information Alliance here in Sacramento. It was a presentation on Oral Motor Issues in Down Syndrome Children and it was presented by Lori Overland who is a speech pathologist in Connecticut.
I made a last minute decision to drive to North Sacramento to attend the conference even though Hector wasn't going to be able to make it. I didn't want to miss it so I packed all three boys in the van and we were on our way. I checked the boys into the childcare room that was provided free of charge, grabbed a few pieces of pizza that was also complimentary and sat down to wait for the lecture. A few people stopped to introduce themselves as I made my way to my seat.
And then it hit me. Tears began to well up in the corners of my eyes. I was overcome by a feeling of deep sadness. Waves of emotion were washing over me and I tried my hardest to keep it under control. A part of me felt safe surrounded by the mostly female audience and I thought I might be able to let it out knowing I would be supported. But then it passed, almost as quickly as it came and I felt my strength return. I could hear my dad's famous words in my head "shake it off"....words used to make the hurt go away, to will it away. I'm not sure if I was sad for myself or sad for Joaquin. Probably both. I think I was also hit by the reality of this new life of mine, one that includes seminars on how to help keep "one step ahead" of problems that may arise.
I think it was also a wave of reality. A part of me is still in denial that Joaquin may have hardships and challenges to overcome.
Thankfully the waves subsided and I was able to focus on the topic. The seminar was very good. Somewhere towards the middle of the talk, Joaquin was brought in to the room by one of the childcare providers. He was hungry and wanted to nurse, this was in turn met with many "oohs" and "aahs" as he was the only baby present. I had a few pertinent questions and the presenter made a point to come over to me after the talk to give recommendations on some exercises to do with Joaquin at this very young age to help with his oral motor control. Many of the mothers in attendance remarked that it was wonderful to see that I was breastfeeding Joaquin. A few mentioned that they were unable to do this with their own children and always regretted missing that experience. Many babies with DS have poor muscle tone which includes the muscles in their mouths. Overall there was a great feeling of warmth, understanding and support in the room.
Then it was time to gather up the rest of my gang. Diego and Mateo had a blast in the playroom, made a few new friends, and were happy to see me. They showered me with hugs and kisses and I took the time to soak it all up and didn't rush them as I often do. I felt strong again. We made our way back to the car, all of us buckled up and safe, and drove home.
I just finished reading Jennifer Graf Groneberg's "Road Map to Holland: How I Found My Way Through My Son's First Two Years with Down Syndrome" and it was a beautiful book. I was so moved by her book that I emailed her and she responded back immediately. She even commented on our blog. So exciting! I feel like she is a friend just from reading her book and from her encouraging and congratulatory email.
I have also read and devoured "Gifts: Mothers Reflect on How Children with Down Syndrome Enrich Their Lives" edited by Kathryn Lynard Soper. This was an amazing read with 63 different stories and perspectives and I found myself laughing and crying, sometimes at the same time.
In addition to these lovely books, Hector and I are reading Glen Doman's books from the Institutes in preparation for our seminar next week and we are getting really excited about it. "How Smart is Your Baby" was eye opening and I wish I had read the book before I had Diego and Mateo, so many amazing facts and insights. "What to Do About Your Brain Injured Child" is remarkable and shows how dedicated Glen Doman is to bettering the lives of all children. I can't wait to meet the author and his staff next week.
We just received the book "Expecting Adam" by Martha Beck in the mail from a dear family friend, Jane, who also sent us "Gifts" and "Road Map to Holland"- thank you Jane! Martha Beck is a contributing author for "O" Magazine and has appeared on Oprah a few times. I read this book about 6 years ago, just before I had Diego, and it really struck a cord with me. I can't wait to read the book again with "new" eyes.
All these books have been a lifeline for me the past month and are part of the reason I am so happy, hopeful and proud to be mother of a child with Down syndrome. I truly believe that these books would be just as special to all mothers and I would recommend them to anyone who is mesmerized by motherhood or for moms who have lost touch with the joys of parenting and are looking to reconnect with the special gift of raising children, Down syndrome or not.
Here is another video that I fell in love with and just have to share with all of you that kind of sums up everything I got from reading my books...get your tissues ready!
There have been a handful of people telling Jen and I about this boy with Down Syndrome that was on "So you think you can dance" a few weeks ago and I have been avoiding seeing it for one reason or another. Everyone knows I have a special place in my heart for people with DS, especially kids, they are so sweet and cute. But ever since Joaquin's diagnosis, it is a touchy subject for me. I know I am interested in knowing other people's experiences, but sometimes it is a hard reality that I am not fully comfortable with, not yet anyway. I had a lot of anxiety seeing Andres for the first time since we learned that Joaquin had DS . I love Andres dearly, but I knew I was going to see him with different eyes, like peaking into the future and I was afraid to do so. I am afraid still. I would love to be OK in that respect, but I can't help but still feel some anxiety and fear about the future.
Yesterday Jen was watching some videos on You Tube and she casually told me to watch the SYTYCD video. I did and I loved it. It was very sweet. I guess I was afraid someone was going to make fun of the boy or patronize him, but it was not like that at all.
I know that Joaquin is going to grow and do great things in his life, I can feel it in my heart. Someone told us that people with DS are born for a reason, that they have a special purpose in life. I believe it. We know that he can't wait to start talking because he has lots and lots of things to say, I can't wait...