Her Name is Madison. Let's go back a few months to the point in my life where I thought my life was over. I was only 25, and I couldn't believe the news that the doctors were giving me. My first child? Really? I was devastated when I was told that my unborn baby girl had Down syndrome. Unfortunately, the first option that the doctor gave me at time was abortion. I knew that this was not an option for me. I was five months along in my pregnancy. I could feel the baby moving, hiccuping, and kicking me. I thought about adoption. I felt that I would not be financially capable of taking care of a child with Down syndrome. I could barely take care of myself financially. I found a family. They were a wonderful family, and very eager to pursue the adoption of a child with Down syndrome. I started to have a little faith again. Seven months along, and I am in the doctors office for a checkup, they tell me they need to take the baby early. I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready! I knew in my heart for two months that I would not be able to live with myself if I 'gave' my baby away to someone else. I kept telling myself that if this family could take care of a child with Down syndrome so easily and readily, then why couldn't I? I'm in the delivery room, next thing I know, my baby is born, and they are bringing her around so I can see her. She's the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen in my life. My sister was in the room with me, and we were both overwhelmed with emotions. I knew all along I wasn't going to be able to let her go. I had to tell the adoptive family that I was going to keep her. Telling the family that I was keeping her was hard for them, but I knew that it was the right choice to make for my daughter and myself. Present day, 2011, Madison is 5 years old. She is just a week away from starting Kindergarten. She's starting her first dance class. She adores her little brother who is only a year younger. You can hear the ABC's and Jesus Loves Me, and Silent Night being sung at random times of the day. She asks to see her friends every day. She's a social butterfly, and usually makes friends with strangers everywhere we go. She is such a strong little girl, and her little body has been through surgeries that someone my age would cringe at having to go through. She's a trooper. She loves her Bubba, he is her best friend. He understands her even when no one else does. I'm grateful for having her in my life. She has taught me so much in such a short time. She's an angel from above, and her name is Madison.