All through the night before I gave birth, I kept picturing the second they’d place my newborn on my chest. I pictured myself crying tears of joy. I pictured my husband, Brian, holding my hand tight and murmuring that our son was flawless.
But once my son was actually here, the room fell silent.
A silence so heavy it was almost unbearable.
No one smiled.
No one said, “Congratulations!”
No one told me my baby was beautiful.
The doctor’s voice grew gentle as he carefully broke the news:
— Your son has Down syndrome. Downsyndrome resources
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