So much has happened…but sadly I will have re-cap another time. Chemo was the gift that kept on giving…and because of the neuropathy and a playful 5 year old;) ….. I broke my hand in a nasty fall. So, typing left handed is not easy. I miss blogging, and hopefully will feel good enough to catch everyone up real soon.


I am very emotional these days….and feel like it’s all bottled up inside me. Because I broke my hand I had to reschedule my fertility appt in St. Louis that I had been waiting months and months to get into to. The people in Kmart must have thought I was crazy when I burst into tears in the Halloween candy isle when the nurse called to verify my appt the next day.


I told John earlier today (in a tearful sad text) that I feel like I am swimming, and everytime I feel like I can come up for air….something pushes me back under again. I am trying so hard to get back on my feet…I feel like I am working in reverse.


Anyhow….I’ll save the pity party for another day when I can write more and explain. Since I can’t write very much, I’ll do the only thing I know to do….post photos:) I can catch everyone up on what’s going on lately without killing my hand💜Thank you to everyone who takes the time to read this and share in my journey.

XOXOXO






















So much has happened…but sadly I will have re-cap another time. Chemo was the gift that kept on giving…and because of the neuropathy and a playful 5 year old;) ….. I broke my hand in a nasty fall. So, typing left handed is not easy. I miss blogging, and hopefully will feel good enough to catch everyone up real soon.

I am very emotional these days….and feel like it’s all bottled up inside me. Because I broke my hand I had to reschedule my fertility appt in St. Louis that I had been waiting months and months to get into to. The people in Kmart must have thought I was crazy when I burst into tears in the Halloween candy isle when the nurse called to verify my appt the next day.

I told John earlier today (in a tearful sad text) that I feel like I am swimming, and everytime I feel like I can come up for air….something pushes me back under again. I am trying so hard to get back on my feet…I feel like I am working in reverse.

Anyhow….I’ll save the pity party for another day when I can write more and explain. Since I can’t write very much, I’ll do the only thing I know to do….post photos:) I can catch everyone up on what’s going on lately without killing my hand💜Thank you to everyone who takes the time to read this and share in my journey.
XOXOXO