(Jason Law/Newsweek) – During the height of the coronavirus pandemic, my family joined an exclusive group we affectionately call “the lucky few.” This happened when my wife and I received our daughter’s prenatal diagnosis.
We were together on the stairs in our home when the phone rang. It was our doctor calling to inform us that our daughter Josie, still in the womb, had Down syndrome.
Lots of people talk about what it’d be like to get this call. There was a moment of pause—we’d never parented a child with Down syndrome before—but we hugged each other and I said, “Alright. This is gonna be fun. Here we go.” CONTINUE