“Blessed is a mother that would give up part of her soul for her children’s happiness.”
― Shannon L. Alder
It was a Saturday that never was. My comrades and I were going to spend the afternoon with this special group… I refuse to call them the less fortunate.
We have seen them in all corners, and because we don’t understand them, we regard them as abnormal. I’m talking about this group in the society that suffers from the condition ….cerebral palsy or mostly known as CP.
CP is a condition caused by injury to the parts of the brain that control our ability to use our muscles and bodies. Often the injury happens before birth. Sometimes it happens when a baby is being delivered or soon after being born. CP can be mild, moderate, or severe.
These kids rely on an adult to do everything for them. Although cerebral palsy is a disorder that can impact any and all aspects of a person, it does not define who that person is.
“If only you were there to see little “Jonah” pretend to make a call through the toy phone”
It was a day to understand these kids better, but I found something more… The mothers had a story to tell.
It was a story from happiness to heartache and back to happiness.
None was prepared to have a child of this condition. They made several visits to the doctor’s before receiving a diagnosis of cerebral palsy.
Having a child with special needs changes everything, according to the mums.
Giving birth to a CP Baby meant a stop in a career, social life and love life. Segregation, stigma and depression could also not be avoided…
Someone had to be there for the baby, each hour, every second and only a mother’s love could beat this.
“A mothers heart is a child’s schoolroom”
But as soon as the mums learnt the meaning of “acceptance”- life was back to normal.
I could feel the pain in “wambui’s” voice as she narrated her story. Her son is the oldest in the group… he is 36 years of age.
His peers are all married now with kids. Unlike them, he remains dependent with no woman to attract…..
This is just one of the many memoirs of mothers with kids suffering from cerebral palsy…
Many of us were prepared to shed tears but as the day ended all we shared were hearty laughter’s.
I was envious of the kids. Years later, their mothers still watch every step of theirs!
…..it’s not like my mum doesn’t- but she is nowhere to warn me about the kind of man I meet each day on my way to work.