I'm currently sat having my 13th round of chemotherapy at the Brodey Centre in Banbury. I keep putting the next blog post off and off as I'm struggling to revisit the time I had my first operation to remove the tumour. I've wanted to post in order of events but trust me, that's a lot … Continue reading A general update 20.09.2018

This morning, Sienna looked up at me while we were watching TV in bed and quite innocently said 'Mummy, why do you have a sore boobie'. This is the first time she has ever asked me that question. Quite a question from a 2 and a half year old. She's a very bright child and … Continue reading ‘Mummy, why do you have a sore boobie’

  This week is cancer and pregnancy awareness week. To be told you have cancer is devastating enough, let alone being diagnosed when your pregnant. Cancer and pregnancy are both major life events. To deal with both at the same time is extremely hard and they are both different ends of the spectrum, cancer being … Continue reading Cancer & pregnancy

Tuesday 6th March 2018 Carl went off to work as normal, we didn't think it was necessary for him to have a day off to come with me just to have a mammogram. My sister came to work from our house and looked after Sienna for me while I went to the hospital with my … Continue reading The day I thought I was going to have a mammogram, how wrong could I be

The few days after being diagnosed were full of shock and emotion. I remember waking up the following morning, looking at Carl, and asking if it was all just a bad dream! I didn't want to get out of bed let alone leave the house. That day is all a bit of a blur, I … Continue reading The lead up to my first operation

The weekend following my appointment at the health centre I went to Essex with my cousin and her daughter. As much as I enjoyed our weekend all I kept thinking about was this 'lump', I kept touching it to see if it was still there, of course it was. I managed to book an appointment … Continue reading The waiting game

On Tuesday 6th February 2018 I was sat on my sofa in my pyjamas with no bra, my most favourite thing to do in the evening after cooking, eating and clearing up after dinner was to whip off my bra, especially being 17 weeks pregnant with ever growing boobs. I’ve never been one to check … Continue reading The night I found a lump in my breast