Do you realize how deeply I’d have to love you to ask you for money? For me, that’s not just asking, it’s laying down my pride and my shame in your hands. That’s next-level vulnerability. I’d only ever bill a man if my love for him was strong enough to let go of the last piece of my dignity. And that kind of love is rare, especially when it’s coming from someone whose only answer to everything is just, ‘I’m okay thank God.
This week during my rotation at the Therapeutic Feeding Centre, I witnessed something that made me stop and think.
A child admitted with severe acute malnutrition was accompanied by the father. The mother was nowhere to be seen. A colleague commented that women shouldn’t do such things and questioned how a mother could leave her child in the hospital while the father stayed behind.
As I listened, I couldn’t help but think about what we see every single day in our hospitals.
We see mothers bringing sick children to the hospital alone. We see women struggling to pay for medications that aren’t available in the facility. We see pregnant women attending clinics without support. We see mothers carrying the emotional, physical, and financial burden of raising children while the fathers are absent.
To be clear, I’m not saying it’s okay for any parent to abandon their child. It isn’t.
But I found myself reflecting on how shocked we are when we see a father left with the responsibility of caring for his child, yet we rarely react the same way when mothers do it alone every day.
The child is the one who suffers most in these situations, and that’s the heartbreaking part.
Maybe what I felt wasn’t happiness. Maybe it was the realization that society has become so accustomed to women carrying the burden alone that when the roles are reversed, it suddenly becomes shocking.
Children deserve present, responsible parents both mothers and fathers.
I understood his concern, but I couldn’t help wondering why this particular situation sparked such a strong reaction.
Because every day, in the same facility, I see the opposite.
I see mothers admitted with sick children while the fathers are nowhere to be found. I see women struggling to pay for medications that aren’t available in the hospital. I see mothers who cannot afford laboratory investigations. I see women who don’t even have transportation money to return home.
One mother had a prescription sitting in her file for weeks because she simply could not afford the medications her child needed. The nurses wanted her discharged because the facility did not have the drugs and she couldn’t buy them elsewhere. When I spoke with her privately, she told me she had been alone since the pregnancy. The child’s father had never been involved. She was fighting for her child’s life with no support and no resources.
Another child I saw was severely ill, jaundiced, extremely pale, with an enlarged liver. Cases like these are not rare. They are not exceptions. They are part of what we witness every day.
So when my colleague expressed shock that a father was left caring for his child alone, I found myself asking: why are we so surprised by this, yet so accustomed to seeing mothers carry the same burden every single day?
To be clear, I am not defending any parent who abandons their child. A child deserves both parents. Always.
What troubled me was the difference in reaction.
When a mother is left alone to struggle, society often treats it as unfortunate but normal.
When a father is left alone, people immediately ask, “How could she do that?”
Maybe the real question is: why have we become so comfortable with one form of parental absence that we barely notice it anymore?
When a country that is meant to protect its citizens from criminals begins protecting criminals from its citizens, that’s when you know society is in serious trouble.
Le God help we all