Before I was diagnosed with brain cancer, we always knew we wanted a second child; a sibling for Bryce, a little one to run around at the holidays, another little one to love. Even after given an initial prognosis of 6-12 months to live, we never stopped believing that we would have another child. I can remember at one of my first radiation appointments, the nurse was talking about some of the side-effects of the radiation / chemotherapy and she asked if we had any questions. Anna and I proceeded to ask if the treatment I was undergoing would effect the chances of having a child in the future. You could notice the shock on her face when she heard the question, as not many people fighting brain cancer are thinking about having a child in their future.
I was on oral chemo, Temodar, for a year. We waited a few months after my chemo ended to start trying for a baby. Not knowing the effects that chemotherapy had on my body, we didn’t know how long it would take or if it would even happen. Not too long after we started trying, we found out we were pregnant. Of course we were overjoyed! With us both being planners, we knew we would find out what we were having; would it be a little boy or girl?
As soon we found out that we were going to have a girl, we immediately knew what her name was going to be, our little
Erica would be named after her daddy; and I couldn’t ask for a better gift. Erica Jane is our Most Precious Cancer Canknot.