Well, Maja turned 1 year old on Wednesday the 12th. I can't believe it's been a whole year. We had a wonderful party with balloons, cake, and tons of flashy toys. Her brother Tristan was a little (ok, a LOT) jealous and actually had a breakdown by the end of the day. I'll blame some of it on the sheer amount of sugar he ingested. Maja ate a whole piece of vanilla cake with buttercream frosting and strawberry cream filling.
It's funny, today is Monday, March 17th, and I totally forgot that yesterday was a year since I was diagnosed. I was working up to it all week and wondering if anyone would remember. Turns out I forgot about the cancer! Wow. I never thought that would happen.
Cancer has consumed my life completely since I was diagnosed. I was "the girl with cancer" for so long, even when I didn't have it anymore. When you're a baldy everyone knows you're a cancer patient and you can't hide from it so you embrace it. Now my hair is growing back and I don't look sick anymore. And so I forget. I forget about the pity and self-pity and the constant fear. Now I am a mom. Maja is one year old and it's about her. Thank god.