When I was pregnant with Calvin I sat around a table with a few other parents of children with Down syndrome. They spoke of how long it took until they looked at their child and did not think of Ds. I thought it was impossible. A part of me still thinks it is impossible. I think it is not because it is impossible, but because the times I do think of it I forget the time spent not thinking about it. When I look at Calvin, I truly see just him. I am not burdened with the looming fears and thoughts that once clouded my vision of him.
I'm not sure I will never have fears or worries or stressors with him. We do will all our children. I just do not remember a day when those fears or worries were not orbited around a disability. This feels so normal to me, like the earth orbiting around the sun. It just is, and day still begins and night never fails to fall.