The whole process of wanting children with Down syndrome has God's hand all over it.
In elementary school I was in a drill team that meet at a local park ever Sat. A group of people/kids with Down syndrome met there too. I would occassionaly see them. They made me feel uncomfortable. I was unsure what to think and react.
Some time growing up I remember my dad and step-mom talking about adopting child with Ds. I flashed back to the images I had and thought "No! I don't want a brother or sister with Ds."
I began getting into the world of blogs and came across a couple of bloggers who's DD had Ds. Reading their stories REALLY changed my heart. What I saw was beautiful baby girls who were a blessing. I saw the love there family had for them. I learned about Ds itself some through their stories.
I got directed to Reece's Rainbow and checked it out a couple of times.
I started reading more and more about Ds.
A call about a cousin whose baby may have Ds, changed my heart for good. (The baby is totally fine.)
I started looking more and more at the beautiful faces on Reece's Rainbow and started falling in love, praying for them, calling some of them my Jimmy, my Bogden, etc.
The burden was heavy on my heart. I searched and search for ways to be around people/kids with Ds. Finally I was able to volunteer with Special Olmpics. And met some amazing people. All that was in my heart was confirmed.
To me they are beautiful.
Hubby didn't take as long as me to fall ing love with people/kids with Ds. He has fallen in love with all of the cuties I have been putting on our pc.
God was faithfully softening my heart all of these years. Had my hubby said yes to adoption years ago, children with Ds were no where on our hearts. It is God's hand that we have waited this long. It was me who had to change, not hubby this whole time.