|Ella letting me know fish bore her..|
When I entered the play area there were 6 little ones on a play date with their moms. The kids were 1. typical developing kids 2. dressed as if the baby gap had just finished a fashion show and these were their models 3. running around like crazy 4. talking 5. younger than Ella.
Now, these 5 things might not seem like a big deal to most people but to me, they set off my "Down syndrome Mommy radar". Well - maybe not #2, that set off my "Stop shopping at target and dress this adorable kid cuter radar" - but the other things made me sad - a right away sad. And then, feeling sad made me feel angry because Ella is a perfectly fine little girl developing along a normal scale for her so why the hell am I sad that she isn't like these kids? I tried to brush it off and enjoy that Ella finally wasn't screaming and Mike got to look at his spotted puffer fish in peace, but then - this happened.
Mom #1 to me "How old is your daughter?" Me - after a way to long pause that might have made it appear that I recently kidnapped her and don't really know her birth date - "Umm she is (insert mumble) 20 months." Mom #1 - "Oh, well, Oh, she's cute for her age". Me - "Yeah, she sure is."
Mom #1 then leaves the pirate ship Ella had overtaken and went back to her mommy friends. Mom #2 then comes over, tells me how cute Ella is and then tells me her 30 lb talking, running, apparently able to add and subtract and keep a hat on his head child is also 20 months. She asked when Ella was born and if we were from Charleston. She kept staring at Ella, she kept trying to get her son to interact with her.
Now - this is where any other mom would probably have said - She was born on February 16th AND she has Down syndrome. Thus eliminating all questions from the mommy group as to why my daughter didn't stack up to their 20 month olds.
I didn't say it. I don't know why. I just said her birthday was in February and we were from Phoenix. I didn't leave the play area, but I did start to tear up. I am pretty sure the mom thought I was crazy. She went away, Ella kept playing and all was fine, but I wasn't.
I am in no way ashamed that Ella has Down syndrome. I am not afraid to tell people, I am not afraid to talk about it or show off the "markers" that make her - her. I seek out others who have kids with DS to talk to, to relate to, to learn from, but when it comes to moms of kids her age that don't have DS. I just don't feel comfortable around them.
I should have told her Ella had Down syndrome, I should of used it as a learning experience for both the moms group and me. I should have done a million things instead of feeling sad and then angry, but I didn't. I didn't want to tell this mom. I didn't want to discount Ella to them. I didn't want Ella to have a reason to be different. I wanted her to just be 20 months old and that's it..
Now, this is irrational at best, obviously the moms knew there was something that made her different. Telling them isn't discounting Ella, it is being honest and upfront and proud of my daughter. No matter what Ella is - she would still be 20 months old, so telling them wouldn't of changed that, it would of just clarified things. I just didn't want them to pity her or and this sounds horrible - be thankful their kids don't have Down syndrome. I didn't want the 3 moms to go back to their huddle and say - "I am so glad that isn't us.." Because if they really knew us and Ella they wouldn't say that but they don't know us so maybe they would say it.
I lost an opportunity to share about Down syndrome and Ella. I let my own insecurities get in the way. This was the first time I had really been in this situation and it was uncomfortable. I was caught up in watching the other kids walk and talk and run and use straws and I forgot that my little girl is just as amazing in her own ways and that those other little kids and their moms might have their own struggles and I just need to be me and let Ella be Ella and all will be OK..
Next time we are out and this happens, I won't react the same way. It's my promise to Ella.
I went through similar scenarios to yours when my older daughter (she has cerebral palsy) was young. I always felt like I was explaining everything, and it frustrated me that we couldn't just "be" when we were around strangers.ReplyDelete
Now, with Nathan, I don't feel as much pressure to do that anymore. My little guy is uber-cute, but I also know that sometimes people tell me he's cute so that I'll tell them what's "wrong" with him. If I sense that they sincerely are interested, not just nosy, then I'll share. Otherwise, I wait for them to ask. I feel like if I volunteer information that they haven't directly asked for, then I'm emphasizing something that I don't want emphasized.
Just my two cents. :) Visiting via the blog hop!
Blog hopped here today! What a cutie! I know that feeling very, very well. I used to have a really hard time with it when Samantha was a bit younger, and blogging about it really helped. I will say that while comparisons will never go away, they do get less intense as time goes on. I used to HATE going to the birthday parties of typical children. I still have some problems with them, because Samantha just can't quite keep up with the action. But the other kids love and accept her, so I try not to care. :-) (((hugs)))ReplyDelete
Blog hopped over. You have cute daughter. Don't beat yourself up, there is no right or wrong action in that situation. Sounds like those mom's actually embraced your daughter as a person and you gave them an opportunity to see her as just a kid playing. That's worth something right there.ReplyDelete
Enjoyed "hopping over to your blog", with experience you will get better with these situations. My twins are 6 and I still get caught off guard occasionally. Your doing great spreading awareness with your blog though :)ReplyDelete
I know the feeling all too well. I'm afraid mine is about to get worse because my sister and sister-in-law are both expecting babies soon. They will be a year behind but I know they will get compared. I think it is human nature to compare....she is absolutely beautiful! Sorry she was less than impressed with the aquarium!ReplyDelete
Hopping by.. just wanted to say hi! And don't get too down on yourself for not saying something different to the moms. If you're anything like me you'll find a comfortable little "speech" of sorts for those situations as time goes on, just the basic response that shares just the right bit of info while focusing on how great your little cutie is.ReplyDelete
As crazy as it sounds, I now find it fun to tell people (parents of typicals) how old Braska is and tell them about DS, because it's always such a surprise (Most almost 5-year-olds are more than 26 lbs for starters, and they don't usually look like a twin to their 2-year-old sisters! :o) And because they then get a great and positive picture of what DS means.
So give yourself a break! Just love that little miss adorable to pieces. :o)
I just wanted to say hi. I've been here before but never left a comment. Thanks to the blog hop I'm back!ReplyDelete
I struggle with whether to tell or not tell and have regretted not telling too. Happy blog hop!ReplyDelete
Just hopping by! and yup, it was a long time ago.... but i remember a similar day. I found each day, each encounter was different, depending on the setting, depending on me and where I was at (usually fatigue-wise..... which ended up meaning emotion-wise :) , depending on the other moms.ReplyDelete
Don't beat yourself up........ take care of yourself..... you've got plenty of time to "share".
Blog hopping tonight......I am so glad I found you!ReplyDelete
I can relate with your story with the other moms, my daughter is almost 10 months and I struggle sometimes knowing what to say and when are the appropriate times. Hang in there! ((((Hugs)))
Blog hopping by :)ReplyDelete
I have a 2 1/2 yr old with Ds. I don't always offer "and he has Down syndrome". Sometimes I don't want to get into a conversation about it. It's OK. Some days I shout it to everyone - guess that makes up for it :)
Don't be hard on yourself. We have a lifetime of educating others ahead of us - haha.
Blog hopping (late!). Don't worry, we have all been there. That comparison thing bites. It is so hard not to get caught in it. But, share if you want, don't if you don't want to. You don't owe other moms an explanation.... Your daughter is adorable and your blog is so cute! :) Loved reading your post.ReplyDelete
At least she's "cute for her age" !!!!!Who even says that!! lol...But honestly, dont beat your self up over this encounter, we've all been there. I have had people say the most idiotic things to me and I freeze up in the moment and say nothing...Then I go home and cuss my husband out, haha...ReplyDelete
And you know when I am around kids Russells age and I see them walking around it does sting a bit...But then I remember Russell seems so normal for Russell so who cares? Anyway...Ella is adorable...AT ANY AGE!
I love when you post!!
I so know how you feel, I've been there many many times! Your Ella is a doll!!ReplyDelete
Blog Hopping led me here - YAY!!! I admire your honesty in this post!!! Thank you so much for sharing!!ReplyDelete
Hi there! Blog hopping! Yes, I am terribly late--looks like I will be doing the blog hop thing for the next week to get them all in! Anyway, don't be so hard on yourself about the mall incident with the mommies. You are Ella's mom and there will be plenty of time to share that if you should choose to. I use to wonder when Katie was younger if they could tell she had Ds. I wouldn't say anything, but now my conversations usually has a Down syndrome statement in it. Most people could tell anyway when I would say she had Down syndrome--they would be like yeah, I could see that. She is first and foremost your daughter, just like the rest of those children are their kids. And you did share, you shared that your daughte loves to play just like everyone else and they could see that. Hugs!ReplyDelete
I struggle with this all the time. I hate saying Fiona's age. It all of a sudden takes my adorablly cute normal seeming baby and show cases that she is different. For some reason, Fiona doesn't look like she has Ds. Like at all. So no one knows by just looking at her. But when I say she is 14 months, but she is the size of a 6 month old and isn't crawling, eyes pop, heads cock and there is all of a sudden this white elphant in the room where they dont want to ask and I dont know how to gracefully tell Fiona's story with out getting eyes of pity... which I hate. 9 times out of ten, I tell them. But there are some times where I just let them stew in curoisty and not say anything. Im not ashamed, I just don't want them to pity her, or me. Because no matter how much I preach that she is awesome, doing great, loving life and the joy of my life, people still pity. Ive been told by those further in this journey this is something we will always have to deal withReplyDelete