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Tonight you get to  hear from Rhianna, our oldest . . .I am just going to leave it as she wrote it, I usually remove names but really, most who read my blog have become friends anyway so I don’t really want to take away from what she has to say.

I have thoroughly enjoyed having Tyler in my life since I was fifteen. I was excited to have him in my wedding. I love that he gets along with Kyle so well!

When I was pregnant, I really looked forward to Tyler getting to be an uncle. I was excited to see how he would react to me having a baby around all the time. He has responded very well, once his initial shock was over. He originally hated it when she would cry, but now he is “braver” and is able to help comfort her and “make her feel better”. He is so patient and good with her.

Here is a picture of him watching her on the couch:

I also encouraged him to help her roll over and play on her tummy. She was a little fussy, so he got down and talked to her:

At the store, he is quick to jump out of the car and get the cart for Mayah (because we put her car seat on the cart)… and he is very proud of himself for helping out. He even helped put the groceries in the trunk, because he noticed that it is a lot to get Mayah in and out of the car.

I am so blessed to give Mayah the gift of growing up with Tyler around….and I am blessed to let Tyler be a part of Mayah’s life as she grows up. He is such an important part of my life and I know he will be special to Mayah’s life too!

And a memory from me:

When Tyler was born, we had to go directly to Children’s Hospital in Seattle.  It was there that we were told that he had Down Syndrome (although we had figured it out ourselves immediately for some reason the delivering doctor did not). 

When we called home to tell our family, I will never forget Rhianna’s reaction.  She very calmly said, “Mom, if this is what God has for us, He will give us what we need to do this.”  Out of the mouths of babes. 

Well, she went to her room and dropped on to her bed…I am sure she was in a state of shock somewhat.   Playing on the radio at that very moment was a song called “Sometimes Miracles Hide” and it was a song about a family having a special needs child.  She knew that she knew that God was affirming what she had told us.  I cannot tell you the comfort that brought me in the early years.

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