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When Life Happens

It had been NINE MONTHS since I last wrote!!
Quick updates:
1. My reconstruction happened the day after I moved to my parents house.
2. The Boy speaks in full sentences, is out of diapers, can count to twenty and knows his letters and shapes. He will be THREE!! What. Is. Even. Happening?!
3. My foobs are beautiful. Dr. Michael Beckenstein in Birmingham, Alabama is a plastic surgeon GENIUS. They have fluffed and dropped. It will be a year in less than a month. If you are someone getting ready to go through this, please contact me if you’d like photos.
4. I’m a single mom, in my own apartment, with any very first car, a full time job, and a child to keep alive. It’s a little intimidating.

5. I have a secret. There’s this guy... I’ll just leave you with that. I am updating both my blog and my page. I promise I’ll write more. Honestly I just forgot. Single momming is hard.
6. The Man and I have a great relationship even though we’re divorced. He’s been there for The Boy and I every time we’ve ne…


My heart is heavy this evening as I spend my first night alone in my new “apartment”. The downstairs living area of my parents home. The Boy is with his Dad and grandparents. Packing up his room today was just.... emotionally exhausting. He’ll be back with me in a week, but since my exchange surgery is in the morning, The Boy is best with them for the recovery.
My heart is heavy and my soul hurts for so many reasons. I have these emotions tearing into me and pushing me, pulling me into separate directions. I can’t remember the last time I felt at peace. Tonight my peace is found in Jesus. The one man who will never leave me or forsake me. I miss my son. I’m apprehensive about this next chapter of my life. I didn’t think I’d be here again. 
In the morning my bestie and I will head to the hospital where I’ll have my exchange surgery and then come home. My mastectomy and reconstruction journey will finally be complete.
“Yes everything else is worthless when compared with the infinite value …


Well it looks like I’m having my first reconstruction complication. One of my expanders is leaking and painful. Well, more painful than it was. Thankfully it’s not red and infected. So a trip to my doc is in order tomorrow after speaking to him. 
The good news is that this has been a very easy process for me so far. From what my doc said this doesn’t seem to be a terribly huge deal provided it doesn’t get infected. 
In case you’re reading this and going through the same, my expanders were completely full. So they were hard and fully expanded. At first I felt rippling in my skin and then it just started feeling more and more deflated. The muscle around it hurts and around my back as well. That is most likely (I’m assuming here) because I have under the muscle expanders.
Remember, if anything weird is going on with your recovery or reconstruction, ALWAYS call. Even if you’re not sure if it’s weird.


If you have reconstructed boobs and they are still in expanders, there will come a time that one of them will “crinkle” or “pop”- sort of like a full water bottle that is misshapen and then POPS back into place unexpectedly.
It’s freaky and uncool. I froze for a good minute and checked myself out. Luckily all was good, but I’m here to tell you- I held my breath for a while.
#foobs #unBRCAble #doyourboobspop #minedo #noisemakers

Last Fill- Send Help

Today was my last fill. I started work so I’m behind in my updates. Also, The Man got the flu and then had the audacity to need ME because he had a procedure done. How dare the men need us, right ladies? 
Actually for real though, I’m thankful I can help HIM with how much he has been supporting and just doing everything with such a giving spirit. 
The Boy is 21 months old and has entered The Terrible Twos early. Pray for us y’all. Everything is “no” or a tantrum. Little dude thinks he’s grown. 
#AdultsDown #sendhelp #nomorefills #TerribleTwos #youaintgrown #ineedacookie #unBRCAble #BRCA #mastectomywin

Second Fill

Today was my second fill. I was told that I’m almost done. I’m four weeks post op and have been released to work and do normal activities. The only limitation is if it’s painful then I stop. I also have to be careful still while lifting The Boy and only use my legs. As my wonderful boss said, “welcome back to the real world!”. I’m so excited this is almost over. 
For me, the worst part is done. The whole “don’t do anything” schtick is super old. I’m at 270cc and will have my exchange in about a month. 
The Husband was felled by the flu this week so I’ve had to do stuff I’m not supposed to because no one wants to come into a flu ridden home. Luckily, The Husband is recovering and hasn’t died. He’s even been helpful while wandering around sick. Or as helpful as a man with the flu can be, anyway.
If you follow my blog I’ll be posting before and after photos today. 
The weird things are: feeling the saline sloshing around in my expanders; feeling my expander shift when I bend over; being able…