My "Mamm"wars: Fighting to Survive Stage 4 Breast Cancer

The past few weeks have been so busy and fun that I've realized I've been living in denial. Every weekend in December was jam packed with friends, fun, and festivities. I couldn't let a little thing like cancer stop me from enjoying every moment. So I indulged a bit too much, I think. There was Breakfast with Santa at school one day, followed by a night in San Francisco with my girlfriends. Then we had Charlie's recital the next day followed by Aladdin that night. After recovering from that weekend, we had a dinner party with friends the next Saturday and Matt's family's Kris Kringle the day after. It's been hectic...it's been awesome. I'm not sure if it's my love for the holidays or the fact that I am truly starting to feel better, but I managed to do all of these events with minimal pain and fatigue. I'm also recognizing the signs of when I need to say no to events, when I need to lie low, and when I'm pushing it too much. I don'

Things have been busy since I last posted. Thanksgiving was so nice. I taught the girls how to make pie dough, and they each were responsible for one pie for Thanksgiving dinner. Their pies were incredible and I think they have officially unseated me as the official pie maker(s) of the family. Matt said Reagan's chess pie was one of the best he's had...and he's the expert on chess pie. Charlie made an apple pie with a crumb top. I was thinking about that pie for days afterwards. The day was plagued with some sad thoughts though. I notice holidays now make me think "is this my last Thanksgiving?" or whatever day it is. Deep down I don't feel like it is though. At least not today... today I feel strong and full of hope. We left after dinner for Point Reyes. The three nights we spent there were absolutely perfect. We ate oysters, hung out and played games, and just enjoyed being together. I laughed so much I think I set my rib healing back a few weeks. But it