Happy to be a mother of special child
In May, 2015, my life was shaken upside down when I became mother of a 23 weeks premature baby boy weighing just 600 grams. The last 25 years of my life were not enough to prepare for what led ahead of me. My son stayed in hospital for a year before finally coming home for the first time. His first step, his first word or his first day at school; I’ll never be able to experience these due to his mental and physical challenges.
The things I heard when I moved back to Pakistan with him were really heart-wrenching . “You don’t feed him right?”, “Do you feel miserable?” “You must have been careless during pregnancy.” Most of them, felt pity for us. It isn’t what I needed but some understanding and empathy. I don’t want to be treated like all hope is lost. I am like any other parents. I love my son just like any other parent would love theirs. However, this episode in life motivated me to start working at a school for disabled children in Karachi. I can’t bear another mother go through the same. I want to help them to be proud and happy to be a mother of special child, just like every mother.