These Comments Make Me Uncomfortable as a Parent

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by Cazandra Campos-MacDonald |

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When people find out my sons have hemophilia, their reactions often make me uncomfortable.

“You are so brave, Cazandra,” one might say. “I don’t know if I could do it,” another might add.

Friends and family members often place me on a pedestal by saying that my strength and courage are admirable, or that my bravery is beyond anything they might have within themselves. When these types of conversations happen, I immediately change the subject.

I am no better than any other parent who has a child with a serious medical condition, or a child without one, for that matter. It is my job to advocate for my children. My two sons having hemophilia does not make me special as a mother. It simply makes me a mother who fiercely loves, like any mother would.

It’s painful to hear that a child is sick. As a society, we are uncomfortable learning that children are struggling. Children are innocent and barely have begun their lives. Why should they suffer?

Sometimes bad things happen, but I believe a parent whose child faces a difficult diagnosis will rise to the occasion. Granted, some parents unfortunately are incapable of parenting, even without health complications. That is a different situation that is difficult for me to understand.

During the worst of our family’s health situations, many viewed me as strong and courageous. But they didn’t know I often felt fearful and defeated. Trying to hold everything together, both physically and emotionally, to maintain a good front is exhausting. The last thing I wanted was for anyone to worry about me when the focus should be on my sons.

The expectations that people had for me were tremendous. I know family and friends mean well, but until you have walked in another person’s shoes, it is hard to empathize. Well-meaning, compassionate, and considerate people struggle to understand how to help. But I think it comes down to a few simple words: “I am standing with you.”

At The Moth, writer Mary Kate O’Flanagan told the story of her father’s death in Ireland: “In English you say, ‘I’m sorry for your trouble.’ In Irish we say, ‘I’m standing with you.’” These words are profound. Instead of approaching a loved one facing life with a chronically ill child by saying, “I’m so sorry,” switch it completely around and say, “I am standing with you.”

Wow.

These words offer love and support and never a hint of pity. These considerate and compassionate words can give a person the opportunity to feel loved without the additional burden of expectation.

I will try to choose my words more carefully and remember that the right words can change a person’s perspective about an otherwise scary situation.

What type of language do you love and loathe as a parent? Please share in the comments below. 

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