Parenting with Multiple Sclerosis

*My wife, aka Mom and Buried, originally wrote this piece for Today.com*

Some moments are seared onto your mind. For me, one of those was an otherwise normal day as a new mom to a beautiful four-month old little boy: the day that I got a call from my neurologist diagnosing me with multiple sclerosis.

When the call came, though I was already exhausted and stretched too thin as a new mom, I felt a wave of relief. Finally, I had an answer, after two years of knowing something about my body just didn’t feel right. When I hung up the phone, my husband and I hugged and said we’d figure it out. I had to stay the healthiest I could for this little boy who had entered my world just months earlier and broke my heart wide open.

26 Mar

Dad and Buried Posted in Multiple Sclerosis 2 comments

Explaining Multiple Sclerosis to My Kids

I could hear them talking in the other room.

My wife’s voice was soft, nearly whispering. My son’s voice, on those rare occasions when he interjected, was uncharacteristically tentative, uncertain and wary. I stopped listening. I knew what was being discussed.

My wife has multiple sclerosis. And she was explaining it to him.