My Entry to the "Kids of the World" Contest Week 1 by @soulwind | My Journey With My Youngest Son With Physically And Intellectually Challenged

Good day everyone and to all #Steem-BRU Community. Here is my entry to the contest. I hope I am not late in submitting my entry. God speed.

Our dear children, the precious and holy gifts, come with joy and music, learning about sorrows and how to be champions. They have come to remind us that we were once as pure of spirit as they were.

My eldest's got married and she has a ten-year-old boy (yes, I'm a grandma). My youngest child has cerebral epileptic palsy and is 21 years old now.

Cerebral Palsy (CP) is a condition caused by brain trauma that prevents normal mobility and balance in various areas of the body and has a high degree of severity. The term "cerebral" refers to the brain's cerebrum, which is the part of the brain that controls the activity of the motor. 'Palsy' explains the paralysis of the voluntary action of many areas of the body. In addition, cerebral palsy does not affect life expectancy. Depending on how the disorder is treated, motor skills may increase or worsen over time. While symptoms and severity vary from case to case, most people living with this disorder appear to lead rich, satisfying life.

Unexpectedly, at seven (7) months, my youngest child, CJ, came out of this world. He was incubated as he contracted sepsis and his life was at stake (an infection of the blood). I can still remember the scene: Blood was shown in his small mouth when he spewed up and his color turned to ash. I turned my back when the Doctors gave him first aid, I sat down on the stair and softly cried, and whispered a prayer telling God "I AM LETTING HIM GO" I saw CJ crying just after reciting my appeal to Heaven. I looked back and saw the face of my baby turning pink as he whimpered out loud, the doctor patted my back and whispered, "He's a gift from God to you." That's the prelude to my journey with my son.

When my son was three years old, his pediatrician recommended that he see a child development specialist, as well as a physical and occupational therapist. After I followed her advice, my son underwent a series of therapy sessions. However, due to a lack of funds and the fact that I am unemployed, I had to postpone his counseling. My son is unable to speak, walk, or sit by himself, but he understands.

It hurts even more when I see my son's peers, some of whom are his age and have far greater opportunities than he does. I can't alter how I feel, and I'm only required to do the parts that don't concern me. It is not something that anyone should have to go through; it is an unplanned journey through difficult terrain that I must lead.

I've grown and evolved more than at any other time in my life since the birth of my son. I regain control and notice things I never noticed before because I was too overwhelmed... I admit that my judgment was incorrect, and I learn what unconditional love is. My son motivates me to never give up every day. I'm sure he understands he's special. When I see him going through a difficult time, I am saddened by his helplessness. I'm at a loss about what to do without my son. My life has changed dramatically. I would have had less empathy, kindness, and sympathy for others if I hadn't grown up with him. He instills in me the belief that everyone can do something.

There is a bond between the mother and the child that is distinct from the relationship between the mother and the 'natural' child. I'm worried about his future and the treatment he'll get, and I'm afraid he won't be able to communicate successfully if he's not feeling well. I'm always worried about him when he's old because he doesn't look after his fitness. To me, my son's happiness and well-being are foolish, and people believe I would envy the children of others.

How you raise your child with disabilities depends on your family's personal preferences for child-rearing, your child's age, and the nature of his or her illness. It is important to remember that most of the normal child-raising issues will be addressed. Children with disabilities are going through the normal stages of childhood. They do not go through the same time span, at the same rate, or use the same language as children without disabilities, but they are children and children will be children.

Disability is not a key issue. It is indeed a challenge. A loving family would make it easier for everyone, particularly for the person who is affected by it. An individual with a disability requires profound empathy, true compassion, and infinite patience. It breaks my heart to see him like that, so weak and vulnerable. Every day is a sacrifice of new things and new lessons are being discovered, which is a constant process. Learning how to deal with his tantrums, his desire to deliver what he wants, and what he doesn't need or want. It's like a rainy day with sporadic sunlight, and this rare cloud break is what I'm trying to focus on.

I love being a mother so much, and I adore my children so much, that I'm constantly concerned that I'm failing as a parent. I am concerned when my children are ill, sad, or upset. It's a physically and emotionally draining job. Furthermore, childcare is associated with a woman's growth, development, and fulfillment. It's also the most difficult job a woman has ever taken on. Even when faced with the most difficult trials in life, a mother maintains a positive attitude. A mother is a collection of feelings that often contradict logic and sometimes appeal to common sense and infant instincts — no special knowledge is required, and all of these behaviors are embedded in some biological instinct.

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