(Go back to Part 1) 5 years later, my husband and I were overjoyed, although still very surprised at the news that we would be having another child. When my second daughter was born, I still had a deep desire to breastfeed. I wasn’t as hell bent on it happening this time, but I still really, really wanted to. When she was born, I had her latch on for a little while and then had my husband feed her a bottle. I again had one of those horrid sounding blue pumps. I used it for only 2 weeks before I threw in the towel. Again there were tears, but not nearly as many. This go around there seemed to be a bit more judgment against not … [Read more...]

I was only 17 the day a doctor told me I had cervical cancer. After hearing the word cancer, I felt my body go a little numb. The doctor continued to talk. I had lost 2 grandparents to cancer. I could feel my heart throbbing, and the doctor continued to talk. I missed most of what he said to me. I felt like I left my body and was on another planet. I just wanted him to shut up. His statistics and treatment plans... no one had ever talked to me about these sort of things. He ended with the information that his suggested method of treatment would leave me unable to have children. Three years later... I was sitting at work after school … [Read more...]