Voices From The Community | Spinal Cord Injury & Paralysis

A Disabled Single Mother

Written by Tyra Randle | May 21, 2024 1:00:00 PM

Life is a journey filled with twists and turns, ups and downs, and challenges that test our strength and resilience. For some, like me, the journey is even more arduous due to the intersection of disability and single motherhood. Being a disabled single mother of two children has its own unique set of struggles, but determination, and unwavering love for my children, I have learned to navigate life’s obstacles with grace and courage.

My journey as a disabled single mother began unexpectedly, as life often does. On January 15 of 2020, I was shot 8 times and one of those lovely bullets left me paralyzed. Suddenly, the life I had envisioned for myself, and my children was turned upside down. The challenges seemed insurmountable. How would I provide for my children? How would I meet their needs while struggling to meet my own? How can I heal them while healing myself?

As a single mommy, there is no one to share the responsibilities and burdens of parenting with. Every decision, every sacrifice, falls squarely on my shoulders. Add to that the physical limitation imposed by my disability, and the weight of responsibility feels even heavier. Simple tasks that many take for granted like lifting a child, running errands, making bottles at night, or even potty training became a monumental feat for me.

Despite these challenges, I have found strength in the unconditional love I have for my children. They are my motivation, my reason for pushing through the pain. Every smile, every hug, every “I love you, Mommy” reminds me that I am not alone in this crazy life. My babies give me the strength to keep going, to keep fighting, no matter how difficult the road may seem.

One of the biggest struggles I face as a disabled single mother is the constant juggling act of balancing my own needs with those of my children. There are days when the pain is so overwhelming, yet I push through because my babies need me. Guilt creeps in when I can’t do things for them like attending a school event, play hide and seek, or just simply being the active energetic mother I used to be.