But when a mother finds out that her child has Down Syndrome, when everything is unknown, it is one of the first moments they mourn along with the day she goes to university, the day she marries the love of her life and the moment she too, becomes a mother.
There is so much that we do not know in those first moments and first days. How deceptive the world has been to make us believe that our children CAN NOT. To make us believe that our children are dis-abled and un-abled.
Last week Ella proved them wrong again and made a dream come true…
No, she probably will never dance with the Royal Winnipeg Ballet or receive a distinction on an RAD exam. What she will do however, is learn to love her body, and the way that it can move. She will be a part of a class, with other children. She will have fun. She will learn how to function within a very structured and regimented class….
and until she does, I will be for the first time in many years, assisting a ballet class 🙂
Because truth be told she does need a little extra help. She can’t yet run as fast, or jump as high or twirl as controlled but she will and until then, I will be there, teaching her, helping her, encouraging her. And that’s okay too.
Because secretly…I have been keeping my ballet shoes tucked away at the back of my sock drawer for just this moment.