Siblings

I love the blog that I got this from. Confession of the Chromosomally Enhanced is written by a woman who has a sister with DS and has now adopted a little girl with DS and is pregnant! I love her insights and attitude towards the DS world 🙂 She wrote a post about the whole sibling dynamic, something I have thought a lot about…

Siblings – An In Depth Discussion

Leanne & I in 1980-something (in case the sweater and Swatch didn’t give it away)
After I blogged about our day at the Down Syndrome Clinic and my conversation with the doctor who specializes in Down syndrome, I received more emails than I expected asking me to elaborate on what I’ve learned about the sibling dynamic. I think it’s obvious that I would not be sitting here, parenting Josie, with another baby on the way if I didn’t have a positive perception of my sibling experience.  I certainly don’t claim to be an expert but I can speak from my experience and provide some things to consider:
Lesson #1 – Allow siblings to feel frustrated and validate those feelings
Leanne is 3 1/2 years older than I am and as good as our relationship is, I still have the same fears that my subsequent children won’t embrace Josie the way I embraced Leanne. I’m afraid they’ll resent me or Josie or some combination of the two. I spoke to the doctor about my concerns and she said a few helpful things. The most important thing she told me is when the typical child complains about the child with Down syndrome and says something like “Josie is annoying,” you must validate those feelings and say “Yes, sometimes she can be annoying.” The worst thing you can do is to shut it down and say “No she’s not; don’t talk about your sister like that!”. It’s important that the child be allowed to express his or her feelings and have an empathetic ear or else resentment can build.
Lesson #2 – Allow each child the freedom to establish his/her own identity 
Another thing we discussed, is allowing the children to have their own identities outside of each other. For example, as I got older, my parents let me go out with my friends and they never expected me to drag Leanne along with me. Leanne was involved in her own social activities and she had her own friends. Nor did they expect me to stay home and take care of her. I was able to go away for college and pursue my own interests. I got married and moved all around the country. Never was I made to feel selfish for doing so or obligated to come back home and help with Leanne. The doctor told me that this is representative of a new generation of parents. The generation before very much expected children to come home and help take care of aging grandparents, special needs siblings, etc…and my parents’ generation and beyond didn’t want to burden us with that and thus, there was less resentment.
Lesson #3 – Set high expectations for each child to utilize his or her abilities
Growing up, my mom was extremely philanthropic and I spent a good deal of time at Special Olympics events, Meals on Wheels, decorating the church for Christmas, mentoring underprivileged kids who had unfortunate home lives, etc. BUT to each one of these volunteer activities my mom drug me to, Leanne was also expected to come and use her abilities to help. This helped Leanne and I realize that we were very fortunate and that we should use our resources to help others. It helped establish a sense of empathy as well. But the underlying notion was that no concessions were made for Leanne because of her disability. She could volunteer her time and talents just like I could and she was expected to do so.
Lesson #4 – Do not make exceptions for the child with special needs
This lesson can be applied on a smaller scale as well. When my (future) children get older, just because Josie has a disability doesn’t mean she shouldn’t have to wait her turn when they are playing a game, nor is it ok for her to hit her siblings, etc…all kids should be held to the same standards. Josie can learn to obey the same rules that her siblings can. Now, there will be situations in which I may have to gently explain to my other kids that Josie requires a little more of Mommy’s attention right now or that it may take Josie little longer to complete an activity and that we have to be patient with her. My parents certainly did that to me. But because they explained why, and because they tried to be fair in their expectations of both of us, I understood, and I never resented it.  Of course there were moments when I complained that something was “not fair” and I can still hear my Dad’s words echoing in my ear “Life’s not fair!” So true! 
 

I don’t feel sorry for Leanne because she has Down syndrome. I don’t feel sorry for Josie because she has Down syndrome. The way I see it, some tasks may prove more challenging for them and it may take them a little longer to learn some things, but pity isn’t necessary. Who wants to be pitied? We all have strengths and weaknesses and we all face challenges. We all deserve the opportunity to prove that we can overcome obstacles on our own with a little help if necessary. If standards are kept high, kids will often amaze you by exceeding your expectations; disability or not. 

I don’t claim to have all the answers. Parenting anxieties that affect everyone else affect me, too. But there is one thing I can assert without hesitation: Having a sibling with a disability is a blessing.

Precious

Yesterday morning Jon and I got home from another friend’s 30th birthday celebration. We had slept over at our friend’s house in Vancouver so Livi had stayed with her Marmee for the night. There are so many friends turning 30 this year!

Back Story… Over the last few months we’ve been talking a lot about how Jon and I are going on an airplane to Bulgaria to get Sofie and telling Livi that she is going to stay at home with her Marmee and Grandma. She seems to understand this as much as we can hope and is okay with that idea. Usually, for over night trips, she goes to Jon’s mom’s house for the night, so staying at our home/Marmee’s home with out us was different for her.
We walked in the front door to my Mom’s house yesterday morning and heard Livi excitedly jump up from the living room to come greet us, “Mommy and Daddy are home!!!”  She came around the corner with a huge smile on her face, “You brought Sofie home?!?!” As soon as she saw us her face dropped and she even got some tears in her eyes when she realized that we did not bring her sister home to her. It was so precious and sad at the same time! My heart broke. I started getting some tears in my eyes as well. How beautiful is my daughter? She is so excited to be a sister and is going to be so good at it. We had told her that we were going to a birthday party but I guess the confusion of sleeping over with Marmee made her think we were going to get Sofie.
I wish I could have brought Sofie home yesterday. What an amazing Mother’s Day today would have been! Even short one child Jon helped make today pretty special. We had morning family cuddles which I love. Jon made us breakfast while Livi and I cuddled and watched cartoons. I watched Jon and Livi play blocks and build me a wall (Livi’s favorite thing to make right now) while I played on the internet. We had a much needed nap, went to Jon’s Mom’s house for dinner and got to see Jon’s sister Lisa and husband Tony who came over from the Island. Livi LOVES her Uncle Tony  and Auntie Lisa 🙂 On the ride home Jon told me to check my schedule on my phone for the last weekend in May, where it showed me that he had booked us a night at the Lister hotel in Downtown Vancouver. He gets an awesome government employee rate! So, partly for Mother’s Day and partly as a “last night out before we have two kids” we get to have an evening of window shopping on Robson, a nice dinner, a romantic night in a 4-star hotel and probably something fun and relaxing in Vancouver the next day too! Now we are watching the Green Hornet before bed. I figured with all the effort he put in to making today so special, he could pick the movie 🙂
I love being a mom. Livi makes it easy and I can’t wait to see what Sofie brings to my already incredible family! Happy Mother’s Day to all you Superwoman out there! A very special thanks to the beautiful example I was given. Marmee you are incredible.

Happy Birthday Sofie!

 

Today is Sofie’s 3rd birthday! Oh how I wish I could be giving her a birthday kiss! I wish she was home and had woken up in her own bed so I could take her birthday morning picture and show you all 🙂 Originally, we had been hoping that would be a reality, but as usual for international adoptions, there were unexpected delays.

Today is bittersweet. I’m so glad we are so close to getting to Sofie, that she is in our family even though we haven’t met her yet, and I’m so happy she has made it to her 3rd birthday! Many of her peers in special needs institutions have not. At the same time, I’m sad that she is not home having a birthday party with her family. Does she even know it is her birthday? Will she get a little cupcake, a present, even a birthday hug from a Baba? (Baba is similar to a Gramma. She is a nurturer or caregiver.) I don’t know, but I’m praying that her angel has his wings wrapped around her extra tight today.

We decided we wanted to have a little family party for Sofie even though she isn’t here yet. We ordered a cake and invited Maggy and my Mom downstairs to blow out candles 🙂 We chose a lady bug cake because of the book My Sister, Alicia May. I’ve written about it before. It is about two sisters, one of which has DS. I read it quite often to Livi. In it, there is a page about Alicia May counting the “lady dots” and her big sister says “I think God is glad someone notices these things.” Livi always counts the lady bugs that cover the insides of the covers, so I think it is just a little cute thing that I’m going to keep as a theme for my two girls.

 Blowing out the candles and sending our love and wishes to Bulgaria.
 Yummy!
 Maggy was pretty excited for the cake 🙂

Part of me wasn’t sure I was going to post pictures about this. We are so close to getting Sofie I can almost taste it, but we haven’t past court yet. Court scares me. The judge could just say no and that would be it. She wouldn’t be ours. I don’t generally dwell on that possibility and I trust that God has his hand in this, but every once in a while that doubt or fear creeps in. I’m praying court is REALLY soon and we get through it unaffected so this fear can be put to rest. I want my baby home.