I seemed to have shocked a few people.
Not on purpose,mind you – that’s never been my style, really. But by choosing to openly share (which is my usual style) our decision to not test for Down Syndrome with our fourth baby, at my ripe age of almost 40, I inadvertently seemed to have ruffled up some societal feathers.
Feathers, which honestly I don’t think should even be featuring on any ruffling scale anyway. But there I was, nonetheless, face to face with expressions of disbelief mixed in with a touch of judging. Thing is, there seems to be a Continue reading