RIP Boobs — thanks for nothing! During the course of my treatment all I could focus on was kicking some cancer butt and ridding my body of the tumor that had grown to cover half of my left breast. …

So here I am, 14 months later and cancer free and while I am elated to have reached the proverbial finishline, I have as much if not more anxiety than I did when I was first diagnosed. This is the point I have been working so hard to reach, hell…

Establishing a “new normal” In the last week I have cried almost as much as I did when I was first diagnosed with breast cancer. On May 18, 2016 I first heard the words “you have cancer” when I was six months pregnant and on April 12 I will ring…

The third trimester is usually filled with last-minute preparations. Nesting in the form of preparing baby’s room, buying all the last minute items, and being showered by friends and family. Mine was kicked off with a diagnosis of breast cancer. Earlier in my pregnancy, around 20 weeks, I had noticed…