Being a mother is both the most rewarding and challenging role I've ever taken on. The love I have for my children knows no bounds, even when faced with obstacles that seem insurmountable. As Mom Can't Move, my journey as a paralyzed mom has been filled with ups and downs, but through it all, one thing remains constant - my unwavering love for my two precious kids.
Accepting My New Reality
When I first received the diagnosis of Andersen-Tawil syndrome and realized that I wouldn't be able to move my body for some time, fear threatened to consume me. How would I take care of my children? Would they understand what was happening to me? These thoughts raced through my mind as tears streamed down my face.
But then something shifted within me. As a mother, resilience runs deep in every fiber of my being. Instead of succumbing to despair, I made the choice to accept this new reality with grace and strength. My children needed me now more than ever, even if it meant being confined to a bed or wheelchair.
Finding Creative Ways To Bond
As days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months without any improvement in sight, frustration started creeping in. How could I show up for my kids when all they saw was their immobile mom lying helplessly before them?
It took time and patience, but eventually we found ways to bond despite the physical limitations holding me back. We read books together while snuggled up under blankets; we played imaginative games where our living room transformed into an enchanted castle; we laughed until our stomachs hurt at silly jokes only moms can come up with.
Through these moments of joy and connection came a realization - love transcends physical boundaries. Even though Mom Can't Move couldn't chase after her kids or dance around the kitchen like she used to do before her diagnosis, she could still shower them with affection from afar.
Gratitude For The Little Things
Every day brings its own set of challenges when you're unable to move your body freely like you once did. Simple tasks such as brushing your teeth or feeding yourself suddenly become monumental feats requiring assistance from others.
But amidst these struggles lies gratitude for the little things that often go unnoticed by those who take their mobility for granted: seeing sunlight streaming through windows on lazy mornings; feeling soft kisses planted on cheeks by tiny hands full of love; hearing laughter bubbling over during tickle fights that never fail to bring smiles.
In these moments of quiet reflection amid chaos swirling around us constantly comes an overwhelming sense not just survival but thriving despite circumstances beyond control -- because nothing beats power maternal instinct fuel unconditional devotion towards offspring propels forward – making sure every need met regardless cost personal sacrifice involved along way makes worth fighting day out knowing can give everything make happy safe secure nurtured loved unconditionally always forevermore till end times infinity eternity everlasting beyond realms imagination comprehension human understanding universe itself combined multiplied infinite fold squared cubed exponentially infinitely manyfold manifold ad infinitum boundless limitlessness endlessness eternality perpetuity sempiternity...