Our Madilynne celebrated her fifth birthday this past week. Oh, my God my little girl is 5 years old, where has the time gone. As I look at her, I think about all the obstacles that she has had to overcome. For a while it was one thing after another, but she met those challenges as she does with everything else, a smile and a determination to do it her way. For those people who now
Maddi personally, they know that Maddi likes to do things her own way and does not like being “led”, but I digress. Maddi has had to fight since the day she was born, and continues to fight. Most people don’t have to fight for things nearly as hard as this little angel that is only 5 years old. In the beginning it was a fight to live and now it is a fight to do things that “typical” children seem to do with ease. I know I have said some of this before but I can’t help it, the amount of strength this little girl has is remarkable. I am glad that she has a fighting spirit, because she will have to fight for things that you and I take for granted every day. She will not have to do this fight on her own though, she has numerous people around her that will go to war for her. Maddi has a way of making people fall in love with her just by being who she is.
So what does 5 years old look like for Maddi. Well she has had a number of really good things happen. We recently moved to a house in Windham, Maine. It is a nice place that has a back yard, where she can run around and play ball, which she absolutely loves to do. Maddi is no longer in a crib. We skipped the toddler bed and went straight to a big girl twin size bed. She absolutely loves her bed, it was nice to see the huge smile on her face when she came home from school to see her bed and then to be able to bounce on it, that was great. It is moments like that where she is completely happy that I think to myself that the hard times are worth it. She does really well in her bed she has only rolled off a couple of times.
She wakes up on her own and wakes us up by playing and banging on the baby gate when she is ready to come out and watch cartoons. Maddi will stay at her “school” for another year, we felt that with everything that has gone on this past year she would not be where she needs to be for Kindergarten. So all in all everything is good in Maddi’s world. She is just like “typical” children her age in a lot of things and is progressing well. As I look back at the last 5 years of her life I thank the Lord for letting our family take care of one of his Angels. She is not mine but instead belongs to the Lord up above. I just get to have custody while she is here.


o take her pills, one being a heart pill and the other is for acid reflux. If I take too long preparing her shake she starts to get cranky and whinny, but as soon as she gets it she as happy as a pig in mud. So if you can’t tell yet routine is a very big part of our day to day doings. Some of the things that go on probably do not need to happen, like the shake, but because we did it for so long Maddi has become used to it and sometimes expects it.
t usually after breakfast Maddi and her sister play with toys or look at books. If the weather allows we will take them out side so that they can walk up and down the dirt road or swing in their swing. Are you noticing anything yet? Her days are just like “typical” (I hate that label) kids. She loves to play and laugh often times she will fight with her sister and then do something sweet like hug her and kiss her. I have to say that a lot of times she entertains me immensely.
Since God gave us the honor of caring for one of his angels, I have wanted to spread awareness and acceptance for these beautiful people. Our Maddi has changed me right down to the very core of who I am and how I see things, and I believe that she still has so much more to show me and the rest of the world.


but that further tests would be needed to be determined, and a lot of fetuses that have this Hygroma don’t survive for long. So we were then referred to a Geneticist. HOLY crap that is a lot to drop on new expecting parents at one time. Not only were we not sure that the baby would make it but if it did there might be something wrong with it. That is so not what I wanted to hear. I remember going to work after that ultrasound and being sent home because I couldn’t keep my shit together, all I did was cry in the back room. So after we got over the initial shock we ended up going to see the Geneticist so that we could learn what a diagnosis of Trisomy 21, Down Syndrome, meant. I remember thinking I was going to be the parent of child that was the “R” word, that word has been removed from my vocabulary that is why I didn’t actually spell it out. What are people going to think about me, they are going to pick on my child, you know things like that. Yes, I know I was being selfish at this point. I have to say, during the early stages of the pregnancy a lot of the different health professionals kept asking if we were thinking about abortion. I then found out that roughly 90% of pregnancies that have a Down Syndrome diagnosis are aborted. Even though I was not thrilled about our situation, abortion was not even an option in my book. I was not raised that way. We would face whatever came together. For the sake of space I will skip towards the end of the pregnancy . Besides a heart problem that we knew that would need to be fixed after Maddi was born the rest of the pregnancy was fairly uneventful. I do have to admit that during the pregnancy I kept my “distance”, I didn’t really develop that bond that a lot of parents do. Then Maddi’s birthday happened. The minute I saw her, everything inside of me changed.
