Sunday, April 27, 2014

Leading By Example



I recently read an article that said Self Esteem is important in our children with Down syndrome.  That, as parents, we need to remember to encourage and praise our children for their efforts and hard work.  Without that encouragement, and consequent building up of self-esteem, our children might be harder hit when confronted with individuals that are negative and hurtful in regards to their being born with Down syndrome.

Now, let me make it perfectly clear, I don’t have an issue with this article or any complaints.  I do ask this though, isn’t self-esteem an issue for any child?  We strive, time and again, to have our children with Down syndrome viewed as typical, normal, average, etc.  And we advocate for the awareness that our children might be differently-abled, but they are not un-abled.  Then, why do we need to point out that it is ever important that our children, because of their Down syndrome, be built up with self-esteem?

Here is how I look at it, and remember, it only one opinion, my opinion. 

Cora is not my only child.  She is the fifth in a line of kiddos and while she is the youngest and DOES have Down syndrome, I don’t find myself raising her different from my other kiddos in terms of building up her self-confidence, her self-esteem and her self-awareness.  

 My son, who is the fourth in birth line, has three older sister and Cora and myself in the household.  He is surrounded by women!!  He is working on growing into a handsome young man with a gentle heart, has an unshaken love for the Creator.  Phoenix believes that all things are possible and judgment from him should be the last thing he offers anyone.  He has, at times, been bullied as this has been viewed as a weakness by his other male classmates.  We worked through that, we stood strong and I continued to encourage him and build him up with his own beliefs.  

My children understand what it means to be a strong individual, to stand up for themselves and to stand for others in need of encouragement.  Without asking her too,  I often see Cora stumble her way over to a child who is sad, sit down next to them and pat their backs.  This is an act of self-esteem.  She doesn’t doubt her ability to offer comfort.

I have seen her walk over to my mother who is struggling to get her leg over the baby gate and lift my mother’s leg, while making all kinds of funny groaning noises and then clap when the two of them succeed in getting the leg over the gate.  This is self-confidence.  She doesn’t doubt her ability to offer a helping hand and knows she will have the strength needed to accomplish it.

You see, I don’t think we necessarily need to focus on self-esteem in our children.  We can prepare them through our examples and our encouragement.  That, in itself, teaches them how to be strong.  It allows them the ability to turn away from the meanies in this world and toward the encouragers.  Not without a little bruise of course, but doesn't that come with any emotional growth?

You become what you are surrounded by.  If you are surrounded by negative comments, thoughts and actions pretty soon you will become bitter, resentful and angry.  If you are surrounded by positive comments, encouragement and solid behaviors you will naturally obtain all the “self” behaviors needed to conquer the world.

Keep exhibiting the behaviors you would like to see your child have and they will naturally pick up on those strengths, and become empowered in their own way.

As for yourself, if you are lacking any of the “selfs”, look around you.  Maybe it’s time to change some of the people that surround you, so that you to can become what you want to be, what you need to be, in order to gather some of the "selfs" too you.

Blessings too you,
K.K. Head
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Monday, April 14, 2014

Cora's journey offers Kinship



During this journey with Cora I have continually been amazed, even astounded, at the Life Lessons I am gifted with.  Some of those, no, most of those lessons are taught to me by Cora herself.  However, yesterday I was rewarded with an opportunity that presented itself. 

I was Easter shopping for my kiddos with my mom and I was having a wonderful time.  Mom and I were wondering the aisle, talking and chatting, preparing for the Easter holiday that fast approaches. 

We traversed our way to the electronics aisle.  One of my daughters, although grown and in her twenties still loves a certain Disney character and we were looking for the latest movie as a gift for her.  I was completely engrossed in reading all the titles of the new releases when I glanced up and saw a woman pushing her buggy past.  “I think children movie over here” she said in broken but good English.  Aha, that is where I need to look for the movie!  I followed her and we both came to the appropriate aisle.  It was then she turned her buggy around and I noticed the child in the basket part of the buggy.  My eyes locked on a beautiful young girl with brown slightly slanted eyes, folded over angelic ears and long black hair tucked behind those wonderful ears. 

My breath caught as I was hit with the knowledge that she was born with Down syndrome.  This little girl was about 8 years old and had the most wondrous smile as she looked at me and then shyly tucked her chin.  

“Hello beautiful, how are you today?” I asked her gently. 
“Hello, Good.” She replied.  

The mother turned from her perusing of the movies and looked at me.  I knew that look.  The guarded but friendly look that instantly checks to see if her child is being greeted with genuine love and compassion, or bug eyed interest and barely veiled judgment.  I smiled at the woman and greeted her as well.
I explained that my daughter had been born with Down syndrome , was three years old, and it always warmed my heart to see children older than her as it gave me hope and goals for Cora’s future.  I quickly told her of how Cora had changed my life and the life of her siblings, and the woman spoke to me with excitement of her own, “They take big thing and make so small.  They change way to look at things”.  Despite the subtle language barrier we talked with each other for a few minutes.  Happily talking of the future we wanted for our daughters. 

 “Mama, I found it!” an enthusiastic voice interrupted us.  We both laughed at the happiness that was evident on her daughters face as she had found the movie she was looking for.I took that moment to politely excuse myself.  The woman looked at me and hugged me tightly and I hugged her back, envelope by the feeling that I was parting from a loved one who would be lost to me for years to come.  Her eyes filled with tears as she said to me, “Love her, that all, just love her.”  I smiled and told her, “Bless you and your Earth Angel.” I walked away smiling and feeling blessed by the encounter.

I am amazed and enthralled with the instant connection that I often feel with other mothers.  It happens time and again, no matter where I am or what I am doing, when I see a mother who also has a child with Down syndrome the connection is instantaneous.  We are drawn together like magnets and quickly become engrossed in sharing our stories and in the encouragement of each other.  No, it’s stronger than an instant connection.  It is a kinship!  A kinship that crosses cultural barriers and beliefs and binds two mother’s souls with complete understanding and acceptance of one another.  

I am grateful for the blessing I was again granted yesterday. The gift of kinship and understanding that comes from another parent who is EXACTLY in the same shoes that I am wearing.  

Have you felt this kinship with others?  Has your day been blessed by someone who is in the same situation as yourself?  Have you taken the initiative and started a conversation that you normally would not?  These are all opportunities for growth and blessings.  Take that leap of faith the next time you feel the nudge to say hello.  The blessing you may be granted just might change your life, maybe even your outlook.  You might be blessed with the encouragement to continue the journey your currently travel.  

Blessings,
K.K. Head
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