For today’s post I asked my mother to contribute a story in which she gives her perspective on raising a child with spina bifida. What follows is her story.
“Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
The fruit of the womb is a reward.” (Psalm 127:3 NKJ)
On March 13,1977 the Lord blessed my husband Tom and me with our third son, Ryan Thomas Bradshaw. Little did we know on thenight that he was born that our family’s life would be changed forever. Ryan’s birth and the years that have followedhave taken us on an amazing but sometimes perplexing journey. Through it all we have been there for eachother with God as our guide.
A week or so before Ryan was born I told my mother that I just felt that something was wrong with the baby I was carrying. Her response was, “Oh, you’re just tired of being pregnant.” That was true, but I still felt uneasy. Because my second son had been born so quickly they told me when I went into labor with this third child I should not waste any time getting to the hospital. So, when labor started early in the morning on March 13 we took our 4 and 5 year old sons to their aunt and uncle’s and headed to the hospital.
I labored all day and around 5:00 PM the doctor told me we should consider a Cesarean Section as the baby was beginning to show signs of stress on the monitors. Almost immediately my labor became very intense and the baby started crowning. Forceps were used during delivery and as Ryan came through the birth canal, however, the myelomeningocele that had developed on his back ruptured during the delivery. So, Ryan and my husband were rushed 130 miles away by ambulance to Children’s Memorial Hospital in Chicago. So, my feeling that there was something wrong with my baby was true.
We had so much to learn over the next few months regarding what was in store for Ryan and our family. Because Ryan has already written about his birth defect I will not. As I mentioned at the beginning of this piece, life in this family has been an adventure. The growing up years were not always pleasant for my boys but a good sense of humor helped in many situations. You may wonder how our family stayed intact with two other boys to care for, jobs and a home to maintain.
I believe there are three things that contributed to maintaining a “healthy” family unit. First, and foremost, knowing that God is in control no matter what happens. The Lord has answered many prayers on Ryan’s behalf and for the rest of us. Then, we had strong support from extended family and friends that made all the traveling and overnight hospital trips possible. Last but not least, as has been said many times; love conquers all.