Ania was diagnosed at 6 months with ALL. Today she is 22 months old and has accepted the treatment well. When she was diagnosed, we were practically at the hospital for 10 months. During that time, Ania learned to eat, crawl, and walk but above all to be very strong- stronger than cancer.
For the first time, I understood wanting to wake up believing that what you are living is a dream, but that nightmare was more real, more agonizing, and more uncertain, but always with a broken heart.
Seeing her receive chemotherapy before her first solid and many other “firsts” all while being so helpless and small, made me feel so awful. But everything faded away when she laughed in the middle of the chaos, the tiredness, and the pain.
There have been doctors on my journey that I will remember forever for being part of their lives, for trying to take care of my feelings, and for speaking to me with the truth in the most empathetic way. They were so kind giving me the necessary time and space that I needed at that moment because they knew it was the worst day of my life.
It has not been easy, there have been moments in which I feel that I love her with fear of losing her, I work on accepting that if she gets tired of fighting it is because her body gave all it could, I ask her to be strong, as strong as she can and mom will take care of the rest.
The road is still very long. We have two more years of treatment awaiting us, we want to continue receiving good news. Thank you for having Ania in your thoughts.
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