Post by Joanna Montgomery
It was just a little over a year ago when I heard my obstetrician say the words, "I'm so sorry ... it's cancer." I was holding my five-day old baby at the time; and in that moment, I felt like I was in a dream. This couldn't be happening. This top photo was taken when our little girl was just a little under two weeks old. We had planned a newborn photo shoot to take place a few days after she was born -- when babies are all squishy and sleepy and pliable -- but canceled it once I got my diagnosis. I didn't feel like leaving the house at the time, much less getting my baby all dressed up and being upbeat for the camera. I had more important things to worry about.![]()
It was just a little over a year ago when I heard my obstetrician say the words, "I'm so sorry ... it's cancer." I was holding my five-day old baby at the time; and in that moment, I felt like I was in a dream. This couldn't be happening. This top photo was taken when our little girl was just a little under two weeks old. We had planned a newborn photo shoot to take place a few days after she was born -- when babies are all squishy and sleepy and pliable -- but canceled it once I got my diagnosis. I didn't feel like leaving the house at the time, much less getting my baby all dressed up and being upbeat for the camera. I had more important things to worry about.