After two years of trying my husband and I were excited to find out we were having another child. Five months into my pregnancy an ultrasound reveled something wasn’t quite right. My doctor recommended I have an abortion because there was a greater than 99% chance my child would not make it. I was told I would miscarry or the baby would die during birth. There was only one person my husband and I knew could determine the fate of our child so we left it in the Lord’s hands. Shortly after the ultrasound I had the amniocenteses test done. A few weeks later I received a phone call with the results. My daughter had Down syndrome. I was 22 years old. I wasn’t very familiar with Down syndrome but knew she would be loved no matter what. I delivered at 36 weeks and Mollie was taken from me for tests, and then transported to a more equipped hospital in another city. I never got to hold my baby girl. The next day I was released and headed straight for the hospital, Mollie was in the NICU, we had to wear protective gowns and masks to enter the room and couldn’t touch her. Four days later she was transferred to LeBonheur Childrens hospital in Memphis, TN. At seven days old Mollie had her first surgery, she had a blockage in her intestines that had to be removed and a feeding tube was put in place. After a month in the hospital I finally got to bring my baby home. She was barely five pounds. Three months went by and the feeding tube was removed. Besides having hypothyroidism Mollie also had two holes in her heart. Luckily the holes were in the muscles so as she grew the holes closed. At three years old Mollie had two strokes, the last one leaving her paralyzed on the right side, she stayed a month in LeBonheur and we were told she would never walk again and to be prepared to give her constant care. 10 years later we can’t keep up with Mollie, she runs so fast! People notice her weak right side but that doesn’t stop her. She does whatever she wants to. She can sing and dance, write words and knows how to use the computer better than I do. She is very electronically inclined. She can beat her dad playing PlayStation. Mollie’s vocabulary is limited, the holes are completely closed, and she loves cereal and fries. My daughter also gave me a wonderful present. My parents are deceased; I needed someone to watch her when I decided to return to work. I found a lovely older couple who wanted to babysit to fill their time. When Mollie was nine months old she got grandparents and I got parents. I gave her life and she made us a family. We live in a small county and everyone knows Mollie, she never fails to brighten someone’s day. She loves unconditionally.