So it turns out that I have extra genetic material on my third chromosome. We found this out through Aidan’s genetic testing which included testing us, his parents. This is not the cause of Aidan’s disability. Our fabulous genetics doc explained that many of us tend to have some extra space debris floating around, though I don’t think she said it quite like that. It’s obviously not my big nose gene because Aidan doesn’t have that and it’s not his beautiful blue eyes gene because I don’t have those. I like to think it’s the extra fabulous personality gene, or the laughter gene, or the brilliance gene. Probably not the humility gene. Anyway, if you think you’re something special, check your space debris.