Saturday,

It's official.

Michael is spoiled rotten.

He has not been put down in the last 24 hours. He either sleeps on me, Vince or my sister. The minute you put him in his bassinet, his eyes pop open with an accusatory look - "what do you think you're doing putting me down?" None of us can resist those sweet, blue eyes.

I've spent a lot of time today reading and researching. I've learned an important distinction.

Basically, there is a difference between XXY and Klinefelter's Syndrome. Just because you are XXY does not mean you will have Klinefelter's Syndrome. Yes, one is a prerequisite for the other, but KS is not an automatic response to the XXY condition.

I've read hundreds of letters and posts from other parents of XXY children and from many XXY adults. Their insight has been invaluable and has given me much hope. I am reading and learning as much as I can so that I can be viligent with his treatment, if any is needed.

Sometimes it gets overwhelming. There are so many things to be on the lookout for and you just don't know what is going to happen. That's when I have to stop and remind myself that I have no roadmap for Jake either. We just assume everything is going to be A-OK with him and deal with anything that comes up as it comes up.

So, I am now trying to find that balance between being informed and being relaxed. I do know that the more I read, the more calm I feel about Michael's future.

And besides, I have it on pretty good authority that everything will be okay. So I need to just chill out . . . :)