by Martha Beck
Memoir of a Harvard educated mother who discovers she is pregnant with a Down syndrome child.
This memoir was just okay. I loved the actual story and how she started out with meeting her husband (also a Harvard student at the time) and their life before her pregnancy with Adam (her 1st child, Katie, was healthy). I also liked how she alternated between past (pregnant with Adam) and present (telling stories of Adam as a child). But I was offended by how many times she used the words retarded, deformed, disfigured, mongoloid, abnormal, etc., throughout the entire book. Just because you're speaking of your own child, does it give you the right to use those terms? It really bothered me.
Also, although I know the author was simply being honest about learning her son had Down syndrome, at one point contemplating whether to have an abortion, she seemed robotic and cold even when her son was born, and that bothered me. I expected it to be more a story about what a blessing he turned out to be and how he had a positive effect on her life, but I ended up not really liking her.
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