Everything hurts, and I'm dying...literally!

Well, it's been a crazy couple of weeks.  First off, my baby girl started school! Ready for her first day of school She took the bus home How did that happen? It seems like she was just born and now POOF she's in school! I'm so glad I was here and able to bring her to school, able to snap a few pictures that someday she can look back on. I know I will miss many "firsts" so for me it was that much more momentous an occasion. Last week also marked the first week mommy and Aiden were home alone together. For the past 16 months I've had my husband here to help with all the heavy lifting (carrying baby to and from the car, up the stairs, out of the tub...) but Daddy went back to work last week and for the first time since my diagnosis it was all me, all day. I know, you're thinking "so what, that's parenting", but wow, how different things are when you add the physical limitations that come with bone cancer. When I had Ellie it was a

As I sit here and see @Layla'sArmy post about childhood cancer and the #worthmorethan5 campaign, I am reminded of something; At my funeral and "in my honour", please don't give money to the cancer society or breast cancer relay, or whatever branded charity you think I would support because I have cancer. Here me out, I'm not saying don't support your local cancer center or it's clients, I'm saying don't fund CEO's vacation homes, hyped up publicity events and inexcusable amounts of swag (you know, the promo t's, and pens and visors...) that just ends up in a landfill. If you really want to help those who are claimed to benefit from those charities, then donate money directly to your local hospital or cancer center. You can see if they need donations for things like parking passes, so patients don't have to pay to receive their chemo every week. If you know someone personally, watch their kids for free, cook for them. If it's mor