Now that I am growing into a young adult my mother is able to say to me things that I would not have understood as a child. One day she had told me about the day I was born. I was born six and a half weeks early, and I was held in the neonatal intensive care unit in the hospital. At the hospital my parents had to watch me surrounded by doctors when I was suppose to be in their arms. The doctors told them that I was going to be tested for Down Syndrome. A wave of emotions went through my head when told of this. I was not so concerned for myself, but I cared more about what my parents had to go through. I know that this is not something any family would want to go through. I could not fathom the reality of what she was telling me. My family
