09/01/2026
“Even though it’s been four years, it still hurts. And sometimes, on really hard days or painful days, I close my eyes and I try to go back and just remember one of those late-night feeds in the first few days being home, when the world is asleep and it’s just you and your baby.
Frequently, when I think about what I wish was different about my life and my diagnosis, I wish I could go back and breastfeed again one more time. Just one more time, especially with my last, because his newborn weeks and months are shrouded in a shadow and a cloud because of my diagnosis that came at the same time.
In reality, not only did I lose my fertility when I was diagnosed and started chemotherapy (medically induced menopause), but that other part of what I find is such a beautiful, defining aspect of being a woman and being a mother, feeding your baby with your body, was also taken from me.” -