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I used to see the advert 'cancer is coming to get you' and thought OUCH that's harsh.  But it was absolutely right.  I was hardly ever poorly..  The big C wasn't in our family.  Never in a million years was it going to GET ME :-((.  But how wrong was I.  The big C got me at one of the most precious times of my life.😢

 

Carl and I were trying for a baby for a while which didn't seam to be working.  During 2012. We tried 3 cycles of Ivf, which we paid for ourselves, as we really wanted to give little Sasha a little brother or sister.   Last attempt was in the December 2012, However sadly all 3 attempts failed, eggs ran out (all 26 eggs that made it) and we ran out of money. 😥

 

2013 came...  we put it behind us and were so blessed to have Sasha, we counted our blessing and thought this is our family let's move on.  We booked a wow holiday to goto Thailand to watch my little bro get married.  Carl was waiting for the dining plan to come out for Florida and we would have booked that too.✈️🚖

 

I found a change in my breast in the January, so went and got it checked out. On valentines day 2013 all the tests and scans came back clear.  They asked me to go back in June for a biopsy.  In the meantime April came, and I realised I was pregnant naturally 🍼😃⭐️ (happy days 😄 and 10 weeks pregnant).  I thought I was going through the change and never in a million years was I pregnant.  

 

June came and the hospital did the biopsy, (1 in 5 are diagnosed with breast cancer by a biopsy). I was the 1 😢.  World turned upside down.  So many thoughts flying through my head.  Was my miracle going to make it. Was I going to make it. Was I going to leave Sasha and Carl and my family and head for the stars ✨.  I didn't want to pop my clogs. I loved being a mummy.

 

I started chemo aka poohmo 💉  in July, pooping my pants with what this was going to do to my miracle. Praying I was going to make it so I could stay around to protect my little babies.

 

5 chemos whilst Joshua was inside my belly.  Then on labour day, I gave birth to my miracle, Joshua Benjamin Beck Williams ⭐️⭐️ And he was perfect in everway.  He had more hair than me 😄 I was high on the downs test also.  So didn't know if my baby was going to be downs.  We didn't find out as we really wanted our little miracle in our lives, downs or not.  After the baby surgeon sewn me back up, in moved the breast surgeon and I had a mastectomy.  

 

My surgeons and their teams were simply amazing, everyone at Wrexham, Chrisites and Bangor were truly sharrrmaaazinnggg ⭐️⭐️✨✨and I will always love them sooo blooomin much.  They saved my life and they saved Joshua's.😍😍😍.

 

3 more chemos after a short break (the worst 3)😡😡.  Whilst chemo was a tinker😢😢, It did a brilliant job in reducing my tumour (phew).  I'm starting radiotherapy in February.  Who knows what that will bring hey, but we'll give it a go and take another one for team willbex😄.  Then hopefully that's it. (Please let that be it)

 

To say the last two years and so far this year has been hard would be a under estimate.  But it's all been worth it to get my little baby Joshua. 😍 x.  My surgeons and McMillan nurse told me to do as they say and hopefully we will get there.  So I listened I removed myself from many things.  I have the best family and the best friends in the world.  I remained focused and so far we got there.  

 

A very good friend said to me if you talk about it all the time and live it all the time, you might aswell have it.  Which is absolutely right.  Once my radiotherapy is done. I will lay it to rest in my head. I will get on with my maternity, although 5 months of my maternity I have been dealing with the mopping up of the big C.  Which is gutting.  But a girls gorra do what a girls gorra do hey.  I look forward to the day I'm just me again, hopefully with hair.  Then I'll get on my diet, as per normal.  The 3 weekly steroids don't help.  But my husband has started being sort of healthy now as he's getting his men's health magazine.  

 

Although I know I have a rope round my neck for the next 10 years. I will carry on with my life thinking how lucky I have been.  All these poop chapters are just chapters and I look forward to lots of happy times with my little family.

 

Thanks heaps to Carl, Sasha, Joshua, Mum, Dad and all my family and friends for pulling me through this, your all ⭐️⭐️⭐️✨✨✨✨✨⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️✨✨✨✨.  Carl's work has been amazing and allowed him to care for me during this poop time.  If anyone need labels, then see Carl :-))😀

 

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