A Letter for You, Who Just Found Out Your Baby Has Clubfoot

Hello, family.

If you’ve made it here, you probably just heard the words "clubfoot" for the very first time.
And right now, your mind might be spinning with a million questions, mixed emotions, and a heavy knot in your chest that feels impossible to untangle.
I see you. I truly do.

In my case, they didn’t detect it during pregnancy.
My first daughter, Ohanna, was born without any problems, and when I gave birth to Halia, I thought it would be the same.

But the moment I held my daughter in my arms, I saw the faces of my partner and the doctors… and in that instant, my whole world stopped.

To be honest, they were very professional and broke the news with a big smile:
"She has a little issue with her feet."

But when I looked down… when I saw her little foot turned inwards…
something inside me shattered.
I didn’t know what it was, how it could be treated, or what kind of future was waiting for her.
All I knew was that it hurt deeply.

Since I gave birth in a private hospital and there were no specialists available until Monday, I started searching on my own that very Saturday.
It was the longest weekend of my life.

Freshly postpartum, emotional, exhausted, and desperate to understand what was happening.
And I couldn’t find anything clear.

Some people—even medical professionals—told me things like:
"They’ll have to break her bones to fix them."

Later, I found out that this was absolutely not true.
But can you imagine?
Hearing something like that just hours after giving birth…

That’s why I created this blog.

Because even though clubfoot has a treatment, even though it can be corrected over time with the help of wonderful professionals,
no one talks about the emotional process we go through as parents.
And I want to be here for that.

Here, you’ll find our story with Halia,
tips I wish someone had given me,
simple answers, and most of all, companionship.

I want this website to be your safe space.
A place where you can breathe,
read something that brings you peace,
find an answer,
or simply feel understood.

Because you are not alone.
Because you don’t have to go through this without support.
And because sometimes, all we need is another mom who’s been there before to say:

"It’s going to be okay.
Step by step.
At your pace.
At theirs."

With love,
Meritxell
Mom of Halia and Ohanna