The way some people treat parents with special need child is so disheartened and inconsiderate. These kids are humans, they deserve love and not pity. They didn't wish to be born that way. And the parents are not at fault for the condition of their kids.
If i am counting my blessings, i count him twice.
A lady with special need child was constantly bullyed by some of her followers about her special need child. When I read her story I was touched so deeply. She shared her experience about how her baby was diagnosed with PC (cerebral palsy) after birth.
She said her pregnancy was smooth, she attended all her antenatal classes, took her medications, and prepared for the big day. But on the day of delivery, everything changed. She couldn’t push the baby out, she was weak and exhausted and the nurses kept shouting “push!” without realizing it.
Eventually, the baby came out, weak and wasn't breathing fine and she needed oxygen and there was none in the hospital.
None.
By the time help came, it was too late. The child now lives with PC and can’t even sit up. She’s always lying down, sleeping, groaning in pains and depending on others for everything.
That story broke me. And that's because I could relate.
During my own delivery, I went through long hours of labor. I pushed with all my strength, but I was weak. My baby weighed 3.2kg, when I wasn't making any progress with the pushing, they had to use a vacuum to assist. When my baby came out he took a while before he cried, they cleaned him up and handed him to my mom , but my mother-in-law noticed something was wrong. He wasn’t breathing properly.
We were already being referred to another hospital when, thankfully, the chief doctor came in and intervened. But the delay and poor management still affected my baby.
Each time I see children my son’s age reaching milestones faster, I sometimes feel a deep ache inside a sadness only a mother can understand. I was so depressed when he couldn’t walk on his own.
One time I saw the lady we both gave delivery together same day but different time, walking with the baby while I was still backing and carrying mine. I cried and prayed so hard for my own ti walk
But today, I’m grateful to Jehovah. Grateful that my son is coping. Grateful that he’s intelligent, joyful, and full of life. Because even if the journey is slower, we’re still moving forward.
To every parent out there caring for a special needs child you are doing amazing. Sending you lots of love and kisses 😘 😘
It’s not easy.
Your love, patience,and strength is changing that precious gift you have, your child is blessed to have an amazing mom or dad like you. I just keep praying that the health system in my country someday becomes better equipped and have good facilities. And the medical teams should be more compassionate to every one.