“I don’t have the words, yet, and I’m not ready for the “but you have Elsie! and she’s perfect!” comments, but I’ve promised you the real reel: unwavering transparency.
There is no piece of advice you can share I didn’t consider before we, as a family, made this gut-wrenching decision.
Yesterday I had surgery no. 6 thanks to my good friend, the BRCA1 mutation.
Meaning, while I’ve slayed the breast cancer beast, ovarian cancer is lurking around the corner ready to pounce.
I am equally crushed as I am relieved.
The realest of reels is we now know my dad died because of BRCA1, my grandpa died because of BRCA1, and my great grandpa died because of BRCA1.
And I promised my sweet baby Elsie James I will do everything in my power to be here for as long as the good Lord allows.
I’m not going to share the layers and layers of factors playing into this decision, because, man, there were a lot. And, honestly, you don’t really need to know all the things, right? Right.
I’ve never been a gambler, and playing with fire is dumb.
So we agreed on the Blanche Devereux: full-blown menopause with a high sex drive. I mean, c’mon, we deserve a mulligan on that first year of marriage.
Read as: radical hysterectomy.
I do believe Elsie will be a big sister someday. A baby grown in someone else’s womb, but trusted to us to raise and love.
And I believe I will have all the years with my smoke show of a husband and grey-eyed girl.
I love you guys for having me in your corner. I’m so, so grateful to be able to share this next phase of the #kbyecancer journey with you.”
🙏🏻🙏🏻❤️