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.
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.