I'm Excited

We both told our siblings, I’m not sure when Aaron told Loren, and I told Melissa when she got to town, so the last person to need to be told was my brother, Hoey (Matthew). I put that off as well, till I couldn’t. He was getting ready to go into the wilderness and in case our Matthew (though he wasn’t actually named at this point) was born before he got back, I wanted to tell him. So, one evening I sat in the dark family room and called him.

He answers, I say “blah blah, with the duodenal atresia there’s a chance the baby can have Down syndrome, well they did a blood test and it came back positive, there’s a 99.9% chance he will have down syndrome.” I remember one of the things he said was “Wow. Is adoption an option?” And I can remember just being flabbergasted that he would even think that would be an option. Obviously my response was “No, it’s not.” We talked some more about it, don’t remember much more of what was said but then he says to me, “Can I be honest with you?” Being a little afraid of what was coming next given that he asked if we could give the baby up for adoption, I hesitantly said “Yes.” And he said, “I’m excited. I think this kid is going to be great. I think he’s going to be great for our family and I think you are going to be great parents for him.” I remember hanging up and feeling a sense of joy. This IS exciting, he IS going to be great.