Dec. 10, 2016
As I cradle the newest member of my family, an overwhelming sense of love and fulfillment washes over me. I have at least one thing I can confidently claim to have done right—I have brought extraordinary children into this world. Despite the hurdles I’ve faced, I feel undeniably blessed.
Breast cancer has gifted me with the most profound miracle: my beautiful, healthy baby boy. Admittedly, the journey after having my fifth child has been far from easy. There have been trying moments, yet every second has been worth it. Like any other mother, I occasionally lose my patience, but that doesn’t diminish my love for my children. It simply reflects my humanity—an imperfect human experience.
Over the past two years, I have come to terms with my altered body. Admittedly, I don’t exude joy about my new appearance, but it is certainly preferable to the alternative of death. Many people may wonder what a mastectomy entails, while others might recoil at its sight. I recall a conversation where someone remarked, “That’s gross! I’d never want to see it.” Initially, I thought, “Well, that’s their opinion.”
However, as I reflected, I found myself saying, “I’m genuinely hurt by that. This is my body we’re discussing, and if you perceive my mastectomy as ‘gross,’ you are indirectly labeling me as such, which is painful!” In that moment of defending myself, I realized I had nothing to be ashamed of. I battled cancer; my breast attempted to kill me, yet now the remaining one nourishes and sustains the life of another human being.
I have a complex relationship with my breasts. I resent that they posed a threat to my life, but I cherish their ability to nurture my baby. My children don’t care that I have only one breast; they are unconcerned with my appearance or my scars. What matters to them is that I am alive, that I can provide for them, and that they are enveloped in love.
I have utilized both formula and breast milk to nourish my children, and I appreciate the benefits of each. There’s a powerful bond that forms during breastfeeding. Once feeling unwanted, I now find immense comfort in being needed more than ever.
Many people remain unaware that a woman who has undergone a single mastectomy can still breastfeed. Life is a miraculous journey, and our human potential is boundless when we set our minds to it. I refuse to feel like an outcast because of my cancer journey. I am still a fully capable individual with endless possibilities, and I am determined to embrace each day.
So, the next time you encounter someone who looks different, pause before speaking. Consider the struggles they may have endured and continue to face. Focus on the positive outcomes rather than the negatives. We all have feelings, and some are more sensitive than others. Let’s choose to spread love and understanding instead of judgment.
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In summary, embracing life after a cancer diagnosis can be challenging yet rewarding. By focusing on the miracles of motherhood and the bonds we create, we can foster a sense of community and support among those who may be struggling.