27 months ago, on a roadtrip with mates, I joked that one of the things I wanted to accomplish before I turned 30 was to have a baby.
14 months ago, I discovered that I was pregnant.
6 months ago I became a mother to a beautiful baby girl.
5 months and 3 weeks ago, on my 30th birthday, the paediatrician confirmed that she has Down Syndrome.
5 months, 2 weeks, 6 days and 23 hours ago, I picked myself up off the floor, stopped feeling sorry for myself and for her and started to look beyond the diagnosis to see the wonderful little mini who had come into my life.There have been tough times but I’m happy to say I haven’t looked back since.