That Mom With CP

I’ve never blamed God for my CP. But I have begged him to take it away.

I’ve always wanted kids, but I never imagined doing motherhood with CP. I imagined motherhood meant you had to be put together, have your life in order, and be completely independent.

In my limited mind, I couldn’t see how He was using my disability or if anyone would care about the complexities of being a disabled mom. Or being disabled period.

I’ve allowed motherhood with CP to define me. Instead of the many good, good things our Heavenly Father has blessed me with- I’ve focused on the one aspect of my life I couldn’t change, but desperately wanted to.

And I by no means have it all together. But I’m learning, slowly, that acceptance and surrender is freedom.

Some days, it hits me harder than others. I feed my kids, manage the house, move through the day with CP, and somehow, in my own mind, I fail at almost everything. My body won’t cooperate like I want it to. My energy runs out before the day does. And in those moments, a familiar thought whispers:

I’m not enough.

I hear the same thoughts over and over again:

Your motherhood with CP is fake.

You can’t do this by yourself.

You’re failing your kids. And your husband.

Why do you even try?

I’ve wrestled with this feeling for years. Long before I became a mom. But now, as a mom, a wife, and a follower of Christ, I feel the pressure to do it all—to be strong, capable, and graceful. But my limitations are always there, reminding me of my human frailty.

And yet, it’s in those moments of weakness that God whispers truth into my heart.

I don’t have to be enough. Jesus is. His sacrifice on the cross, His relentless love, His grace—it covers every imperfection, every failure, every “not enough” thought I have. My worth doesn’t come from what I can accomplish. Or the way my body moves. It comes from who I am in Him. I belong to God, and that is enough. That is everything.

There’s a verse I hold onto like a lifeline:

“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:9).

Think about that for a moment. The very areas where we feel broken, the places where we can’t perform or produce, are the spaces where His power can shine the brightest. Our weaknesses are not flaws to hide—but rather the stage where God’s glory becomes most visible.

motherhood with cp is still beautiful – and so are you!

Take last week, for example. I was trying to get my toddler ready for MDO while my nine-month-old fussed in my arms. My body ached, my hands trembled, and I felt like I was failing at motherhood on every level. And then I caught my toddler’s eye, and she smiled at me—just me, sitting there in the middle of chaos. God’s grace washed over me in that moment, reminding me: She doesn’t see the CP. She sees her mommy.

And my motherhood with CP isn’t a “lesser” version of motherhood. It’s a different version.

I am enough because of what He has done. My weakness that day became a moment for His power to show.

Or the time I dropped a bottle mid-feeding, frustrated and exhausted, feeling like I couldn’t do anything right. Instead of sinking into shame, I felt a quiet peace settle in my chest. God reminded me: His mercy is new every morning, and He sees my heart, not just my mistakes. That small moment became a lesson in His sufficiency.

And here’s the beauty of it: because of Him, I am enough—not in my own strength, but in His. My limitations, my fatigue, my struggles—they become a canvas for God’s power, mercy, and grace.

What feels like weakness in the world’s eyes becomes strength in His. My story, my motherhood, my life—they are not defined by what I can do, but by what He has already done for me.

So if you’re navigating motherhood with CP through a day, a season, or a lifetime where you feel “not enough,” I want you to hear this truth: You are seen. You are loved. You are worthy—not because of what you can do, but because of what Jesus has already done. Your weakness does not diminish you. It invites God’s strength to rise and His glory to shine through your life in ways you may never imagine.

Even when I stumble, even when I fall, even when I feel entirely inadequate, I am reminded that God’s grace is sufficient. And His power? It is perfect precisely in our weaknesses.

I may not be enough on my own—but in Him, I am whole. I am loved. I am worthy. And that truth transforms everything.

“I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.” Psalm 139:14

When do you question your worth? Tell me below.

We’re in this together!