This post is big deal for me.
A really HUGE deal actually because it's about something that only a few people know because that's the way I wanted it. It's been a secret that I chose to only share with my immediate family and a very small circle of friends.
Forever friends who...
-said just what I needed to hear
-watched my kids on a moment's notice
-put an extra car seat in their car in case I couldn't get to school to pick up Sam
-delivered my favorite candy bar, jokes, and Dr. Pepper to my doorstep
-brought over many, many delicious meals
-drove 5 hours and called saying "Wanna go to breakfast? I'm here." {LOVE that girl!}
-sent handmade cards in the mail
and so many more amazing things that I will forever be grateful for.
All I really wanted was to be a regular pregnant mama, experiencing all the excitement and anticipation of expecting a baby. A baby whose name had been chosen years earlier, Luke. A baby who was in my heart long before he was in my belly.
But what I was in reality was a pregnant mama with cancer. Just 12 days before Luke was born, my dermatologist called to tell me that the mole my OB/GYN thought needed to be checked out was Melanoma, the deadliest form of skin cancer. When I asked him if I could wait a month or so before removing the margins around the mole {that had been removed already for a biopsy} he said NO. I learned the scary facts about Melanoma from goggling it a couple of days later. Someone in the U.S. dies from it every single hour. And it surely was NOT going to be me.
So, those last 12 days before Luke's arrival were filled with Dr. appts, as we scrambled to find a general surgeon who could do the surgery at the same time as Luke's scheduled c-section. And the last 5 or so days before Luke's arrival I spent in bed, eating way too many Oreos and trying to keep from going into labor because we did indeed find a general surgeon who was able to do the surgery on the same morning as Luke's scheduled c-section.
And right after this picture was taken...
my sweet baby boy and husband went off to the nursery while I stayed on that operating table to remove any remaining cancer, which thankfully had all been contained in the original mole. But they don't know that until they get a good margin around it, so now I have a "shark bite" scar {as my dermatologist calls it} across my stomach.All I had wanted to be was a regular pregnant mama, and once he was born I just wanted to go through all the regular stuff you go through right after having a baby. I yearned to just be able to stay home and cuddle him, without thinking of what was on the calendar for the next day. But because I had so many Dr. appts. {between the OB, general surgeon, dermatologist, and Luke's pediatrician, we had 10 appts. in 17 days, each on separate days} I was anything but a regular mom. Every time I went to an appointment, the ladies at the front desk already knew all about me. I could tell that they had talked about me before I got there. I was "that poor girl" that they felt sorry for. One even told me about how they had talked all about me, and I wanted to shrink into the corner of the waiting room.
So, why am I telling you now?
Because it's almost May and May is National Melanoma Awareness Month and I want everyone to know what to look for. I was lucky that I was pregnant with Luke.
Lucky?
Yes, I was lucky because I was seeing a Dr. regularly who noticed the changes in that mole and referred me right away to the dermatologist. Had I not been pregnant, I know that I wouldn't have hurried to the dermatologist like I did.
So my friends {especially you fair-skinned, sun-loving ones like I used to be} here are the ABC's... ABCDE's actually of what to look for in a mole:
A=asymmetrical, one side unlike the other half
B=borders, irregular, scalloped or undefined
C=color, varying shades from one area to another; shades of tan & brown; black; sometimes red, blue or white
D= diameter, greater than 6 mm {size of a pencil eraser}
E= evolve, is it changing in any way over time?
If you notice ANY of these ABCDE's of a mole, pretty, pretty please make an appointment with your dermatologist! And if you say "I don't have one" I'll find one for you :) It seriously could save your life.
photo by heidijackmanphotography.com
I'm SO grateful for my little lifesaver, Luke. And I do still even love the sun, but it's more about respect for it now. You'll still find me outside on a sunny day with my three boys... we'll be the family lathering up our SPF 5000 under an umbrella wearing hats from now on.Whew!
So that's my big secret and it really was a BIG deal for me to let it out. So if you want to leave me a comment, I'd really, really love it :)






















