There is space for those who want children, those who want children and can’t have them, and those who unequivocally know that parenthood isn’t for them. What about those of us who are right in the middle?
This vlog describes my five year (failed) infertility journey prior to diagnosis of MBC at age 31.
Every year parents struggle to hold back tears as they drop off their children for their first day of kindergarten. The truth is, it’s harder for us parents than it is for the kids, but what about the moms who have survived breast cancer
Adjusting when it feels like all is taken from you. From being in control to finding peace.
Is it possible that I spent my entire battle with breast cancer fighting for everyone else? The words you forgot about me rang out like a gong in my head. Is it possible that I was so busy making sure everyone else was ok that I forgot about…me?
Feelings are like footwear, you can decide on a daily basis which ones you choose to wear. You wouldn’t choose something wack to style yourself in so why would you choose negative self talk about your body? Choose to love your body, it loved you enough to keep you here.
How I began to slowly fall in love with my body and redefined what sexy is to me.
My post-cancer body is a work in progress, both physically and mentally. I would even go so far as to say that the battle is more mentally.
I put out an APB for my Sexy, unsure if it could actually be brought back but I was willing to do the work to get it back.
How do you prepare yourself mentally and emotionally for losing your breasts, how do you say goodbye to your boobs?
