Kate was my second-born — and this week, we welcomed our fourth miracle, her second little sister into the world.
After Kate’s Down syndrome diagnosis at birth, I wondered what the future would hold for our family. Would we have more children? I remember googling that very topic and scrolling through forums the first weeks after she was born. Would life go on?
Little did I know that life wouldn’t just go on — it would soar.
Kate would become, in many ways, just one of the bunch. Another colorful fabric in the tapestry of unique individuals in our family — while at the same time, also giving her siblings an incredibly special gift in being their sister.
She loved holding her baby sister for the first time the other night and when I saw this pic I thought to myself: if I could have only imagined this image the day she was born.
The one I held with tears and fears the day she was born now gently cares for her younger siblings. Adores her older brother. Rocks her baby dolls and her skinny jeans.
Number four is cradled in my crossed legs cooing. And I am filled with the same awe that I’ve had since my first was born.
Life is so precious.