Parenting a child with Cri Du Chat syndrome

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Parenting a Child with Cri Du Chat: A Heartwarming Journey of Conversations and Connections

My parents captured my childhood in one simple phrase in my baby book: “It appears that at eighteen months, Leah will be a chatterbox.” This was clearly a genetic trait. Jordan, by age four, introduced us to the beauty of having the same conversation about thirty-two times a day. Partially this was because of her rare genetic condition; she was a child with Cri Du Chat syndrome. Partially because she was my kid.

This first conversation was only about the pop singer Ariana Grande. She was never supposed to speak, so we would take any topic we could get from her. Even popstars.

“Jordan would you like chicken soup or pizza for dinner?”

“R- Grande.”

Some might say – because she was a child with cri du chat syndrome – she was obsessed. Others would say she was just a child. She wanted her ponytail to match Ariana’s and desperately needed to learn her dance moves – despite how provocative they were. Our closest families and friends would send her magazine clippings, YouTube videos, and even a full book about Ariana Grande’s life. The boys even said “R-Grande” as one of their earlier words. Totally typical, momma, dadda, dog, famous pop singer with a trademark ponytail.

When Disney’s Descendants came on the scene, Jordan soon forgot the days of “fabric free” dance videos, as they say on my favorite Texas billboard, and moved onto Mal and Evie, the children of famous villains. She learned the entire plot, backstory, character history of the show. This made for some awkward grocery store interactions when one time she would shout, “Evil Queen has locked me in the car,” and I hoped the cashier realized it was merely role-play.

She often shocked us by stopping a room full of people to exclaim, “Excuse me, I have big news. Drum roll please.” Shy was not in her vocabulary. She would not continue until everyone was drumming on the surface of their choice. It was like she learned the teacher trick: I’ll wait.

“Okay?” Her voice would crescendo with excitement. “Who is Mal’s dad?”

I was not sure she even cared who the father was, but we had this discussion 800 times. That is not a hyperbole. It is discussed three, eight, fourteen times a day. My uncle even took a day off from his medical practice to watch Disney’s Descendants so he could talk to her about it. We continue to encourage her functional discussions, and while we love the conversations, even her most beloved community needed a break from a much loved child with cri du chat syndrome pontificating the familial heritage of a fictional heroine.

Child with long curly hair strikes a fun pose with her arms stretched backward. The child is in black and white but the background is yellow and her sunglasses are red.
While most individuals who have cri du chat syndrome have difficulty with language, Jordan communicates the best she can as a delicious, curly-haired chatting machine. |  ©Anatoliy Karlyuk / Adobe Stock​​

This was how we landed on the next fixation: 

The Presidents.

Jordan learned about the presidents in first grade. She repeated the grade, as typical with children with profound delays. She was going to be in school until she was 21; it was best not to spend seven years in high school. 

President’s Day came and went for the first time. By the second time, she was celebrating her favorite Presidents: Washington, Jackson, and her favorite new PresidentPresident, Tom Chester. (He apparently didn’t get a lot of attention in the history books).

If we are holding up the line at the grocery store, it was because Jordan needed to know when the cashier was born to match the President. 

At the doctor with the flu? Perfect time to tell the Nurse, born in 1981 that she was a Reagan baby. An infant spotted at the park – Jordan would run up and shout, “Donald Trump baby,” usually leaving a perplexed look on the parent’s face. Her question even prompted a debate about politics at the neurologist’s office.

Jordan’s teacher recently shared, “Jordan’s energy makes everyone feel welcomed. She has such an amazing impact on everyone she meets.” Jordan was innately drawn to people. But she needed to refuel before the next performance. Therefore, we spend many long days at home just talking about the topic of the Day.

“Mommy,” she giggled upside down on the chair. “Mommy. It’s important.”

“What, honey?”

“Mommy, who is Mal’s Dad?”

“Jordan! I figured it out. It’s Obama!”

When Jordan laughs so hard, she collapses onto the floor, revealing a tiny dimple by her left eye. It is contagious.

Sometimes parenting a child with cri du chat syndrome is a breeze.

"Sometimes parenting a child with cri du chat syndrome is a breeze."

What is Cri Du Chat syndrome?

Cri Du Chat syndrome, also known as 5p- syndrome, is a rare genetic disorder caused by the deletion of a portion of chromosome 5. The name "Cri Du Chat" is French for "cry of the cat," referring to the distinctive high-pitched cry often exhibited by affected infants, which resembles the meowing of a cat.

Individuals with Cri Du Chat syndrome typically experience a range of physical and developmental challenges. Common characteristics include intellectual disability, delayed development, speech and language delays, small head size (microcephaly), distinctive facial features (such as a round face, wide-set eyes, and a small jaw), low muscle tone (hypotonia), and potential growth delays.

Each person with Cri Du Chat syndrome may exhibit a unique combination of symptoms, and the severity can vary. Early intervention, supportive therapies, and specialized educational programs can help individuals with Cri Du Chat syndrome reach their full potential and improve their quality of life.

Source: 5P- Society

Article by
Leah Moore

Leah Moore, the author of "Parenting a child with Cri Du Chat syndrome," is a high school English and theater teacher who believes in the power of sharing stories


She often shocked us by stopping a room full of people to exclaim, "Excuse me, I have big news. Drum roll please." Shy was not in her vocabulary. | ©Anatoliy Karlyuk / Adobe Stock