i assume everyone has heard that we have a beautiful baby boy, Samuel Douglas, aka Sam! he arrived on 10/28 at a whopping 9 lbs, 1 oz. he's amazing. we couldn't be happier.
love it when he smiles!!! |
we were so excited to have a month to just hang out with him before starting my treatment, and it really was as wonderful as we'd hoped. ian got to take 2 weeks off work and then went back for only half days for another 2 weeks. we just sat around and stared at our kid like two fools - most fun ever. ian went back full time this week, and although i was a bit panicked at first, sam and i did pretty well! he's generally a pretty chill and happy baby - and a great sleeper. wow, we're lucky on that one. at least so far!
anyway, unfortunately, the honeymoon is over. i start treatment in a couple days: chemo on 12/4 and radiation on 12/5. chemo will be every 3 weeks (on sundays - weird, huh?) for 18 weeks, and radiation is every day, mon-fri, for 6 weeks.
radiation shouldn't be too bad, except that i have to go in every day, which is a pain. thankfully we have an absolutely wonderful babysitter who will look after sam while i'm out. of course, chemo is the scary one. the list of side effects is definitely daunting. but it's so different for everyone - some people are pretty debilitated, others can continue their lives more or less normally. i have NO idea what to expect. we'll just have to see.
my main concern is being well enough to take care of the wee one. i do have our babysitter to help, and ian's mom is here until mid-january, so he will be taken care of one way or another. but it'll really break my heart if i'm too sick to do it myself. but he's little, and he does a lot of lying around at this point - so hopefully we'll just lie around together. once he gets mobile, hopefully i'll be more mobile too.
another concern is that i finish the chemo sessions on schedule, by 3/18. apparently, sessions can get delayed if white blood cells are low or if i get an infection. but i'm reeeeally hoping that doesn't happen, because i want to be finished and recovered in time to make it to my baby sister's wedding in april! oh i hope i hope i hope.
the hardest thing i've had to do so far was stop breastfeeding sam - had to do it last weekend. breastfeeding really surprised me. i'd planned to breastfeed because it seems like the thing to do - all the antibodies and such. but to be honest, before having him, it always seemed a bit icky to me. i hate to admit it, but it's true! it seemed very... mammal. but sam was a born nurser. he loved it. and it was so sweet to be able to give him what he wanted, and what was so good for him, just naturally from my body. it was beautiful. i never thought i'd say that, but it really was. especially on the left side - i'd look down and see my scar from the surgery that he and i both weathered, yet i was still able to feed him perfectly well... it was really amazing. it was so hard for me to end it. the first bottle i gave him, to try it out, he and i both cried the whole time. i cried every time i gave him a bottle, and i cried every time i nursed him because i knew it was ending. but then i discovered that sam isn't just a born nurser - he's a born eater. he loves the bottle too. he's doing fine. he's doing great, actually. very thankful for that. and now he looks up into my eyes while he drinks - it's pretty darn cute.
i have awesome friends here who have already organized weekly meal deliveries and have offered to help in all sorts of ways. we're gonna get through this! hoping that i'll be updating the blog with comments like, "this isn't too bad!" and "i feel pretty well!"
hoping for that.