In August 2024 I was pregnant with my first child and felt a big lump in my right breast. I assumed it was pregnancy related, mentioned it to friends/family/doctors and carried on. On Monday, December 9th, I decided to have the OBGYN feel it. Two days later I had an ultrasound that turned into an immediate biopsy and my first mammogram. The next day cancer was confirmed and I was in induced Saturday, Dec. 14. The overwhelming joy I had meeting our son, Roam, was clouded by my diagnosis and uncertain future. 

The truth is, I’ve been fighting ever since Roam was born and each day I struggle with the sadness, treatment side effects, surgery and the ever changing news. Most days I’m positive, other days I feel sad for myself and worry about the far away future. To date, I’ve had 16 rounds of chemo and a bi-lateral mastectomy. I have 9 more rounds of chemo, 16 rounds of radiation and breast reconstruction to go. Fun never ends! So this year I’m walking to help end this madness. Too many women at ages far too young are being diagnosed with cancer and I’m over it.