Guest List: My Daughter & Cerebral Palsy


Screen Shot 2017-11-03 at 3.38.28 PMIt may sounds hackneyed, but before sharing this week’s list, I wanted to take a moment to say thank you to every single person who has written a Guest List for Mother of All Lists.

Being able to share these raw, personal unique insights into people’s lives is such an honor.   Over the last couple of years I have laughed, gasped and (mainly) cried at the remarkable journey’s people have been on. It’s really made me appreciate how much every person, no matter who they are, has a story. Not only that, but that their story is always valuable and worth sharing.

This one from Ruth Drake AKA @mum_making_lemonade is no exception. Here she shares a glimpse into life with a child with Cerebral Palsy:

My daughter, Elin, was born following four years of fertility treatment and a successful round of IVF, with a catastrophic brain injury, or as we came to know it ‘Quadriplegic Cerebral Palsy’. This occurred due to a prolonged starvation of oxygen at some mysterious point during my labour. We had no warning after what was an uneventful full term pregnancy, no idea that everything we planned for and thought we knew was about to be turned upside down and inside out. This is my list, highlighting just some of my experiences of life since our miracle daughter was born.


  •      Elin was born ‘flat’ in July 2008. Her Apgar score was 0. She was my first baby. I was 26 years old.

  •      I felt like I was floating above myself as the doctors worked to resuscitate her next to me. I would like to say I thought something profound but believe it or not in my shock and drug addled stupor all I can remember is thinking ‘Oh, right, this is just like an episode of Eastenders’ (I mean, what?!?)

  •       This was until I became really annoyed by someone in the room who was desperately screaming and pleading. It took me ages to realise it was me.

  •      Before they whisked Elin to Special Care ICU they told us we could quickly look at her. My husband pleaded with me to look at my baby but I wouldn’t. I thought that if I looked at her I would love her. I didn’t want to love her because I thought she was going to die.

  •      This was massively stupid. I loved her from the moment the two lines popped up on the pregnancy test- who was I kidding? I should have looked. It’s my biggest regret.

  •      Not holding Elin until she was 11 days old, due to the spaghetti junction of wires and tubes keeping her alive, is something I struggle to think about to this day.  I have her baby ID bracelet and other things from this time sitting in a box that I still cannot open.Screen Shot 2017-11-03 at 3.39.14 PM

  •  I felt like the biggest failure of all time. Barely a Mummy yet and already failed. I couldn’t keep her safe. Millions give birth safely each day and yet I couldn’t even manage that. I felt like I’d let Elin down in the worst possible way, as well as my husband and my family. I don’t think this feeling will ever fully go away.

  •      After four long weeks including complications such as the development of seizures due to the brain damage, Elin was allowed to come home. We were exhausted, numb, reeling from shock and buzzing with medical information. Not the homecoming I had spent four years dreaming about.


  •      Things at home were not easy. Elin had lost her swallow reflex and had to be fed through a tube which I had to learn to insert into her stomach via her nose. If I got it wrong I could feed into her lung and kill her. Absolutely NO PRESSURE then!

  • She had horrendous reflux and seizures and cried for about 20 hours a day. We were in and out of hospital. Each cry pierced our hearts and slowly suffocated us. Each time her face twisted in agony, we felt like part of us was dying.

  •   At five months old, a Neurologist ordered a brain scan. He sat us in an office and asked if we wanted to know the full extent of what he had found. We said yes and in my head I walked over to him and punched him, hard. Of course I didn’t ‘want’ to know. But what choice did we have?

  • He pulled no punches (unlike me, in my head, to his face). She would never walk, talk, eat, understand much, see properly or move with any real purpose in any way. The brain damage was too severe. She would be susceptible to regular infection and in and out of hospital all the time. She wouldn’t, he said, ever be a ‘thinking person’.

  • The floor disappeared from under us. I felt my heart shatter into a million tiny pieces. We were broken. I cried until I dehydrated and couldn’t get out of bed or function for days.

  • What followed was a period of intense grieving. Grieving for the daughter we lost the day she was born. Grieving for what would never be, our hopes and dreams of parenthood, grieving for the life our little girl so deserved, the life that had been robbed from her in the moments of her birth.

  • Accompanying this grief was massive, all consuming guilt because Elin had not died. She was still very much alive and this grief felt like a betrayal of her. It was an awful, complex, gruelling, confusing and shattering time.Screen Shot 2017-11-03 at 3.39.59 PM


  • We are now nine years on and have come to accept every aspect of our lives raising a child with severe disabilities as our ‘new normal’

  •  I have become an unwitting medical expert who was terrified of hospitals in another lifetime. Maybe I’m not quite up to Nursing standard yet but I reckon I could write a few realistic scripts for Holby City!

  • Our house resembles a specialist equipment warehouse. You can’t move without tripping over a standing frame or physio roll.

  •  Elin is fed through a gastrostomy now- essentially a hole in her stomach. This sounds gross but is actually a godsend- we can ensure she keeps up her fluid intake on hot days, we know she’s getting all her meds and nutrients and I never have to fight with her to eat her broccoli. Woo hoo! It also saves loads on food shopping and washing up. Result.

  • Although, when she was little I would have given anything to have been on Team Breastfed or Team Bottle. The fact that I couldn’t do either means this particular debate has never held much water with me.

  • Fed is best. If you’re doing it in any way other than a tube stuffed into your baby’s stomach then believe me you’re winning.

  • I need a P.A. Elin’s appointment schedule for the past nine years has my calendar looking like Banksy has been at it.

  • My husband largely ignores the calendar and treats me like a human version of Siri instead, to which I respond with the utmost loving patience of course (ha). My head is so full of dates, facts, figures and meds doses that I reckon my brain could give Stephen Hawking’s a run for it’s money in the information overload stakes.

  • As Elin slowly began to heal, so did we. The darkest time in our lives slowly gave way to light. Elin learned to smile and learned to laugh. She hasn’t really stopped doing either ever since.  Material objects are meaningless to her, she teaches us so much about the human soul. She is incredible.Screen Shot 2017-11-03 at 3.40.48 PM.png

  •  Elin attends an amazing SEN school and is learning to hit switches, activate toys, indicate choices and other rudimentary forms of communication.  She loves it there and is loved. We are forever in the debt of the amazing professionals that surround her every day.

  •      I wish the Neurologist that dark day had told us what Elin would do, instead of what she wouldn’t.

  •      That she would challenge every ideal we ever had and turn our priorities in life upside down (for the better). That she would be joyful and happy and beautiful. That she would unite family and bring friends and even the community together with her incredible spirit. That she would show us what pure, unconditional love truly means and inspire our attitudes to life in general.

  •      That every times she grins when she hears her Daddy’s voice, or laughs when we blow rasberries on her stomach or she hears a favourite song our hearts burst with pride and love. I wish this is what the Neurologist had told us.

  •      I will never stop being grateful for what she has brought to our family and most of all for making me a Mummy.

  •      “We must let go of the life we had planned, so as to live the life that is waiting for us”- Joseph Cambell.Screen Shot 2017-11-03 at 3.41.37 PM

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  • Reply Jenny November 10, 2017 at 9:07 am

    Beautiful read, thanks for sharing your story. Xx

  • Reply Emma November 10, 2017 at 12:03 pm

    Simply beautiful and so inspiring. Full of respect for what a strong, amazing mummy you are. Much love to you, hubby and your amazing little girl ❤️

  • Reply caroline fry November 10, 2017 at 8:35 pm

    Wow, this got me weeping on a Fri night! What an amazing story, an amazing mother and an amazing little girl. Beautifully written too. Made me realise I lucky I am, thank you xx

  • Reply Monica November 10, 2017 at 10:55 pm

    Beautifully honest. What a lucky girl she is to have u, and u her xx

  • Reply November 11, 2017 at 3:09 am

    Reblogged this on THE WORLD GONE MAD.

  • Reply Sian November 11, 2017 at 11:50 pm

    Such a lovely story and look at that smile how can any one not smile when they see her face 💗 Thank you for sharing x

  • Reply Debs November 12, 2017 at 10:00 am

    This is the most inspiring story I’ve read for a long time. You are incredible parents and your daughter is gorgeous, captivating and truly heroic. Thank you for sharing; I wish you all the joy in the world.

  • Reply Jane November 12, 2017 at 10:13 am

    Elin is absolutely beautiful 😍 and her smile makes me want to smile with her. Your an amazing mummy with a truly amazing daughter. Thank you so much for sharing your story xxx 😗

  • Reply Mhairi Stevenson November 12, 2017 at 7:46 pm

    What a beautiful girl and an amazing mummy and daddy. X

  • Reply Lyn Hamilton November 14, 2017 at 9:57 am

    Thank you for sharing. She’s is just gorgeous with her huge smile a very special little girl with a veryy special mummy and daddy. Xxx

  • Reply Francesca November 15, 2017 at 11:56 am

    My daughter too experienced the same start in life to Erin she was born “flat” which was a huge shock to us and the midwife! She was whisked away and placed into mild hypothermia to try and encourage the brain to heal. This is the first time I have ever read anything that describes how I felt and still feel about feeling like I had failed as a mummy before I had a chance to succeed and the sense I had let my husband down. My daughter responded well to treatment and has no signs of any lasting damage. I just want to say Thankyou for sharing your story: it really touched me. Your an awesome mumma with such a beautiful princess. Xxx

    • Reply Ruth Drake November 15, 2017 at 1:25 pm

      Thanks so much! I’ve heard great things about the cooling treatment, sadly it was pioneered about twelve months after Elin was born, but I’m so glad your daughter had access to it and is now doing great! I don’t think anyone can understand what those few moments and hours are like unless they’ve been through it. I’m glad I could let you know you’re not alone in having had those thoughts albeit in a small way in this magical cyber space of contact 😊 Ruth x

  • Reply Claire November 16, 2017 at 1:10 pm

    So proud to call Ruth, my friend. Both her and Elin never fail to amaze me. Thank you so much for sharing her list xx

  • Reply Katrina November 19, 2017 at 8:30 pm

    Gosh, this is just beautifully inspiring. So insightful and wonderfully written. Thank you.

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