I think Miss B is getting to "that" age. The age where she's not as much of a baby and people are starting to notice that she isn't doing the typical one year old things. It seems like now that I say she is one, people are a little more cognizant that it isn't typical for her to still be riding around in her infant carseat.
And after asking how old she is, the next question is ALWAYS about if she is walking or not yet. ALWAYS. Really. As soon as you say, "one year old" there is some sort of automatic conditioned response that leads people to say, "Is she walking yet?" As if walking is the only hallmark of being one. Forget about talking, signing, eating table foods, getting into cupboards, loving to read books, etc...no one cares about anything except that ONE gross motor skill. But I digress...
Anyway, I have had a string of events recently that have made me wonder who knows that Miss B has Down syndrome and who doesn't.
The first event came when I was talking with some people from church. I said something about Down syndrome, and a lady that sees Miss Bannana EVERY week--and holds her often--looked at me, bewildered, and said, "oh, do you know someone with Down syndrome?" Um, yeah. MY DAUGHTER. It made me laugh because obviously she had no idea. Who would have thought someone that has seen her consistently for months would have no clue?
The very next day, I took Miss B to a doctor's appointment and the nurse told me that she wasn't sure that Miss B had Down syndrome or not--she had to check her chart to find out.
Right after that appointment, I ran to the store, and as I was checking out, the cashier girl told me she has a sister that is 15. And me, not connecting the dots, thought: that's-great-why-is-this-girl-talking-to-me-about-a-random-sister-I-just-want-to-pay-for-my-stuff-and-get-out-of-here! And then she was asking me all sorts of questions about Miss B, which I thought was a little odd...(And I STILL wasn't connecting the dots!) Until she asked if we had gone to the BuddyWalk in the fall. Then it dawned on me that this girl had instantly known that Miss B has Down syndrome because her sister has Down syndrome and that we were part of the same club. I sure wish I had clued in earlier--I would have chatted more!
My point is--some people know right away. Some people aren't going to know at all. Some people will wonder (especially now that she is getting older) but won't be sure. And each of those things is OKAY.
Because Miss Banana has Down syndrome. It is part of who she is. It is part of who we are as a family.
But just PART.
People can get to know us because of that part (like the connection with the cashier girl). They can get to know us without it (like the lady from church). Or they can wonder and ask questions about it--or not.
We love our Miss Banana for who she is--ALL of who she is--and if other people know or don't know about her having Down syndrome so be it. She's perfect either way.
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