Splendid Mayhem: Maternity Clothes & Christmas Decor

Welcome To Holland

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.
So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Maternity Clothes & Christmas Decor

Yesterday Adam was getting the Christmas decor out of the attic. He yells to me as he's going through plastic tubs- here's an entire tub of Maternity stuff. What are you going to do with it? And, the crib and baby stuff?
I was like, what did you just ask me?! Are you serious. I don't wanna go there.
I didn't bring it up again after he said it. I didn't think my unstabable-self could handle it quite honestly. I chalked it up to 'he's a guy, and they just don't think like we do.'
But, really- what am I going to do with all of it? I don't want to let it go b/c 'what if' that miracle happens..... but, then do we really hang on to it forever?

1 comment:

JustiNovember 28, 2008 at 6:19 PM
I say hang on to it. It ain't hurting nothing in your attic. God Bless for that little miracle for you!
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