And here I am today, with a sweet baby sleeping as I write this post.

3 years ago today, I was sitting in a hospital bed with poison running through my body.

Today, I am a mom.

I am alive and well.

Healed and whole.

Forever.

I talk about this in my book in more detail, but cancer, yes cancer made me a mommy.

Chemotherapy made me a mommy.

Infertility made me a mommy.

So, today I remember. And I am thankful.

This little life that God has entrusted me with will forever be recognized as beauty from ashes. What Satan meant for evil, God ALWAYS intended for good.