I read this earlier today and it actually made me cry - a mix of sadness and joy. Over 900+ families responded in a day that they’d be willing to sacrifice and raise a Down Syndrome baby as their own. They could see the blessing that the child’s own parents missed.
In some ways, we aren’t selfish ENOUGH. We simply avoid sacrifice and discomfort, completely oblivious that joy doesn’t come without it. Comfort is not the same as joy.
note: I truly mean “we” here in every sense including myself, and not “we” meaning “all of you.” How often I miss the great blessing and joy of my own children by trying to make parenting less work.