We took Charlie home last night. And she was doing pretty well and we were super hungry, so we stopped at Tumbleweed to eat. There was about a 15 minute wait and it was nice out so we sat outside. Ian went to find out what happened to his buddy's music store that closed down and they called us right then, of course. The hostess waited patiently while I suctioned Charlie and waited for Ian to get back. She asked me how old she was, what her name was, and of course, in a very polite way, asked me about her condition. When people are polite and genuinely curious, I'll answer every question they have and ramble on and on about things. I'm proud of my kid and all she deals with. And I brag to anyone who will listen. She asked if I knew before she was born if she'd have CP and I said, "Oh, no, usually this type of thing doesn't happen until the birth." And I realize then that this poor girl is about 6-7 month pregnant. Whoops.
Her eyes got really wide and I explained that Charlie didn't show any signs of distress and we didn't know there was any indication for a c-section and usually they can do a c-section and try to get the baby out in time. I'm rambling, trying to figure out how to ease this lady's fears. I know I scared her. But at the same time, shouldn't all women know this is a possibility when they have a baby? A healthy dose of fear can be a good thing. You can have all the prenatal testing known to man done with the intention to abort if they find something wrong, but that doesn't guarantee a healthy baby. Hell, you can have a healthy baby and later almost lose them to a vaccine reaction or choking on a cracker (yes, both of these things have happened to real people) and wind up with a permanently disabled child. There's no guarantees. And so I just kept rambling. Yeah, she's probably all freaked out now. I feel a little bad, but maybe she'll also see that disabled or not, kids are wonderful and will warmly welcome whatever type of baby she gets.
And if you are pregnant and talk to me about my kid, I might not take your feelings into consideration while telling our story. It's nothing personal, honestly. I'm so immune to the feelings that most people feel when discussing this topic, that I say some of the most blunt, insensitive things without thinking. It's just so ....*normal* for me. I forget that such serious medical problems and disabilities are unnerving to other people.