I wouldn't trade it for anything. Or would I?

Since Kennedy was born, I gravitate towards special needs articles and blogs, whether they relate to our journey or not. Every special situation lends the opportunity to learn something new, to expand our thoughts, to grow. They are all good reminders that life can change in a heartbeat, that we should live in the moment, and that things could always be worse.

Lately, a common theme I've read in many articles and blogs has made me start pondering. I've seen many (not all!) writers declare they wouldn't change anything about their child or their situation. That it is what makes the child special. It is who the child is. They wouldn't be [FILL NAME] if they didn't have [FILL SPECIAL NEED]. And I get this. I really do. Kennedy has only been made stronger by all she has gone through. Her compassion for others' suffering has been intensified by all she has gone through. I could go on with the positives that we can attribute to this journey.

But if I could, would I trade it all in? Would I make Kennedy syndrome-free? Give her two (real) ears? Restored hearing? Sight in both eyes? Two kidneys? A straight spine and a rib cage that grows? Two shoulder blades that match and work the same way? Neck bones and muscles that work properly? Lung capacity of a normal 12 year old? Working facial muscles and a normal palate to assist with proper speech? A GI tract that works correctly? YOU BETCHA.

Am I bad mother for not embracing everything Kennedy is with a whole heart? For not accepting it all as a blessing? Don't get me wrong, I love my sweet Kennedy exactly how she is. She is perfect to me. And this journey has been amazing in many ways. But I see her face her medical struggles every single day. I see her:

- miss things that are being said because someone was on her right side and her left-sided hearing aid didn't pick it up or they were too far away (and then have people think she is rude and ignoring them!);
- get frustrated when someone, including the dog!, doesn't understand what she is trying to say because of her speech issues;
- get upset because she can't play most team sports like her friends, in an effort to keep her one kidney safe;
- fight pain on a regular basis from her neck/back/spine issues;
- struggle with dressing in a way that others won't think she has a "tummy" (most people don't realize this is actually her organs, pushed out due to her spine/rib cage issues);
- run out of breath faster than her friends because of her limited lung capacity;
- practice talking and smiling and making other faces in the mirror in an effort to try to gain any kind of control over the right side of her face and mouth;
- pretend she doesn't see people stare at her or point at her or whisper about her.

She faces each medical/physical challenge with grace and determination. She doesn't let it get her down or define who she is. But as her mother, I know it has to be exhausting at times. Heaven knows that it breaks my heart at times. And what worries me is that we don't know what is to come, what's around the next corner. If anything, we'll get through it. But I know it all takes a toll on that sweet girl's soul.

The bottom line is I have no idea who Kennedy would be if she weren't born with Goldenhar Syndrome and all that comes with it. Part of this journey has truly shaped who she is. But if I could make her syndrome-free, I would do it in a heartbeat. There are enough challenges in today's world for every kid. I only wish I could take some of these medical challenges away...