The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

March is the month of Cerebral palsy, and for those who don’t know what that means, I don’t look at cerebral palsy as a disability but as an ability to do things the world said I would not be able to do.

Cerebral palsy occurs during birth, and that’s what we do during our difficult entry into the world.
I say ours because I share a womb with my fantastic twin brother.
We were born at seven months, weighing in at two pounds one ounce each, with no clue that we were coming in with any struggles at the time of our birth.
We had four older siblings in a country where health care was impossible for everyone. Our diagnosis six months after our birth shocked our family because my mom was constantly under high-risk care until our birth date.
As a mother, you could never imagine being wrong with your babies after experiencing four normal home births.
The most shocking thing was that it was two instead of one.
God knows why he chose our amazing mother to face such a challenge with special needs children.
The biggest challenge I struggle with being disabled is not being treated like a human because of my disability.
We should look at each other’s abilities before anyone’s physical challenges.