So, now that we are FB Official (or have finally gone public with the news), I think I’m in the safe zone to share an abbreviated version of our story.
In 2005 I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. At such a young age, it was not easy to deal with. From that time until my last treatment in 2008 – 2009, my only goal was to do what I needed to do so that I could be there for my family. The cancer journey took us down the road of radiation, surgery, and trying a drug that is still in the research stage. Along that path came the reality that I most likely would not be able to have children.
When I was in 8th grade, I remember having a conversation with a dear friend, and we decided that we would grow up and open an orphanage and adopt lots of kids. It may have been just childish talk but at that point I knew that I was capable of loving a child that was not biologically my own.
Along with the privilege of having Jason as my husband came “the kid”. Being a parent to Angelo has been so amazing. I love him with every once of my being just as if I would have given birth to him. So, when the docs said that pregnancy was not an option, I was totally at peace with it. Jason and I talked about adopting someday and had a goal to do so sometime after grad school.
After my last treatment, I am cancer free. One out of many doctors said to me that a pregnancy may once again be a foreseeable option. Jason and I talked about it and decided not to go forward with any fertility drugs or take the option of cryopreservation. If it was ever meant to be, then it would be. We left that discussion and moved on with a focus of getting healthy and conquering our next goal which would be moving to Denver
This summer was our family’s transition to city life. In August, I experienced painful event that resulted in a doctor’s visit. The doctor stated that they detected the pregnancy hormone and that I must have had a miscarriage. I was shocked but worked through it. I continued to feel sick for about a week after. I decided to go to another doctor to get another opinion. That is where the most amazing thing that could have ever happened to us was revealed to me by the nurse: “Congratulations, you’re pregnant!”
