When I was four months pregnant I started to get the very strong feeling that I was expecting a baby with Down syndrome… it never went away. This plagued me for months and months while I was expecting our second little girl. I prayed for peace of mind and was granted that for the last month of my pregnancy. Then, the day I was in hard labor the feeling came back. I just had a strong feeling that I needed to be prepared for this. So, along comes Kloey Alice. She didn't cry and she didn't really move. I didn't get to see her face. I kept asking if she was okay and what did she look like. When I saw her I immediately knew again. I worried about it all night long. The pediatrician came in the next day and informed me that he was ordering chromosome testing. I was expecting different news when he walked into my room that morning. Kloey was in the NICU due to high red blood cell count and low oxygen saturation. I had not been able to bond with my baby from whom I was feeling very distant. As he explained to me that he wanted to get her tested, his words sort of floated above and around me but didn't actually fully penetrate me. My baby has Down syndrome... I have a baby with Down syndrome. What do I do? We are 20 minutes from going home when the phone in our room rings. I'm sitting with Kloey on the bed all snuggled in my arms. Jordan answers it and I knew that it wasn't family on the other end. About 30 seconds later the nurse came in, I looked at her and said, "It's about what I think it is, isn't it?" She looked at me, nodded, and said, "It was positive." I nodded, looked at my sweet, sleeping angel and lost it. The first words out of my mouth were "I love you" and the first thing that I did was kiss my new baby. I remember promising in my heart that I would do everything in my power to teach her, protect her, love her, and help her to reach her absolute full potential. Today, Kloey is a thriving and sassy 17 month old. Oh, how her smile brightens our home. She has just learned to clap and to say “ba-ba,” for bottle. She doesn’t crawl or walk. She just started to army crawl and get into and out of sitting by herself. All of the things that I was so afraid of do not even make sense to me anymore. She is a huge example of love and acceptance in my life. She adores her big sister but lets her know when she is bugged. Every milestone she achieves is greatly celebrated. Her big sister loves to share in her triumph and show how proud she is of her baby sister. We love our Kloey.