I've got two year old daughters.
It's hard to admit that one of my daughters is disabled.
I can hear the vocal criticisms. "If you're disabled why do you have children?"
The answer is simple. I'M DISABLED NOT IMPOTENT.
My wife doesn't like me talking about my disablities. Yeah, they're plural. I have a form of secondary multiple sclerosis (MS), hearing loss in both ears and nerve damage on my face. Yeah I have asthma as well but anyway...
By the way, MS affects every part of your body EXCEPT your hearing.
And I wear two hearing aids...
My daughter is just a year old. She has delayed development. We honestly don't know if ultimately she'll be OK or always need help.
She has a twin sister who has no issues. But that doesn't mean I love her more.
I love them both equally.
|Today I was looking after my disabled daughter. In fact, lets change things here.
When my wife was being scanned we could see one embryo was big and moving a lot around. The other was smaller and moved a lot less.
We hadn't decided on their names so the smaller on was Tiny Tot or TT and the bigger active one we called Big Bugger or BB.
Did those nicknames influence us in formally naming our daughters? TT became Tabitha and BB became Blakley. (Obviously I'm using pseudonyms here.)
Well, their birth was a month before their due date (aound the 2nd November)
My wife was informed the birth would be by C-section as her previous daughter was born by emergency C-section. She's never given a natural birth.
Well, the injections weren't straightforward for my wife. Several tests and eventually they were able to do the C-section under local anaesthetic.
Tabitha was born first and the medical staff immediately took her aside to run tests.
Blakley was born a minute later.
After a few minutes cleaning by the nurses, Blakley was placed on my lap where she fiercely gripped one of my fingers.
That was just the start.