She actually stopped listening to everything else going on in the room. Her husband can remember her, just tuning out.
She can still picture exactly where she was sitting. And how she was holding her daughter Pip, so tightly & protectively in her arms, as tears ran down her face.
The Doctors thought she was upset about the diagnosis. And, while she most definitely was. She was absolutely gutted. Shocked by it initially. Then devastated till she knew more.
She was ignorantly unaware of what Down syndrome meant.
For her child.
For herself as a mother.
For her other children.
Heck, even for her husband. She could hardly look at him the first few days. Because every time she did, she’d start crying, thinking that he would never be able to walk his little girl down the aisle. Silly now, she knows.
But at the time, she was giving herself grace to grieve.
She had to mourn what she thought her child was supposed to be.