Throughout the month of May, I have been celebrating moms from all over the world. It has brought me great joy to share their stories and to read your comments as well. It’s amazing how a single story that seems unique to you can resonate with so many people because they, too, have experienced what you have experienced. Most of the moms I have saluted thus far are people I have never met. Today, however, I am honored to celebrate Chelsea — a former student of mine. She’s a new mom, a novice blogger, and an inspiration to me and anyone who knows her. Chelsea blogs at I’m Different and I Know It. Check out her site, but while you’re here, take a little time to read Chelsea’s story.
I have had a tough time bouncing back since I’ve had my son, especially when it comes to the CP (cerebral palsy). I have been to my Orthopedic not once, but twice since February. It seems that having him has caused a little setback in the progress I have made throughout my life. I have a hard time balancing on my own, walking unassisted, and I have even had trouble doing things that are a part of my everyday routine. To me, it’s so out of the ordinary because I am very independent. Having to rely on people or walkers to help me get around just blows my mind.
The Ortho suggested some Physical Therapy, which I have no problem doing because I’ve done my fair share of PT. It does help, even though the process sucks. So far, I have been to three or four visits and it hasn’t really bothered me until today. This morning, I had to try a new exercise where I had to stand up straight and pull an elastic band in a forward motion to my chest (you’re probably thinking “okay, no big deal”) Well folks, today for the first time, I felt such a big sense of discouragement. I couldn’t stay balanced long enough to complete the exercise, it felt like everything I had worked for in my childhood just disappeared into thin air. I’m not a very emotional person, so naturally I didn’t let anyone see how that moment made me feel, but it sucked! I know I will rise above and make it through, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt any less.
I decided to name this post Revelation because I had a big one today. It hit me like a ton of bricks. Yes, I have had a setback, yes it is depressing for me, but that is a selfish attitude to have because it’s not about me or the setback. It’s about every morning when I wake up, I have someone who loves me more than anyone or anything, I have someone who smiles at me and laughs at me because I am everything to him, my son. Corey Tate, thank you for being the light that you are in mommy’s life. You make the darkest days the brightest. You are worth every trial I have to go through, every hurdle. You make me brave. I love you.
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