As my friends who are parents of a child with down syndrome (or other disability) know, there is a poem out there called "Welcome to Holland". Go ahead and read it and come back if you have never read it. It is a sweet poem and honestly it did give me a little comfort when Bunny was born but then it grated on me a bit.
I am a realist. Or pessimist. I like realist. I think that this essay is a more fitting description of the journey. In all it's hilarity, this one still caused me to tear up a little because that lonely part of me that feels like no one understands saw that this lady DEFINITELY understands!
P.s. I know my last post was a downer and I am better now. I hate leaving something sad and depressing on the top but I haven't had a chance to post again. I am not still wallowing in case you were wondering.