I found out I have breast cancer the same day I had my first baby.

Welcome to the world, Elsie James Taylor.

Monday, July 22 
02:04 pm 
6 lbs, 2 oz 
19.25 inches

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We are so proud to be your parents. Your dad has been practicing his dad jokes and perfecting his cargo shorts wardrobe since about 1998, and I’ve prayed - and dreamed - for this day, the day I would swoon at your chipmunk cheeks and say, “hi babe, I’m your mama.” It’s possible you’ll never comprehend just how much, and how long I’ve loved the idea of you, and that’s okay. It’s as though every obstacle, tear, and prayer has faded into the background.

Because you’re here. 
You’re mine. 

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Yesterday was good. Because He is good. All the time.

With that, you may want to sit down.

 

With great pause we share, family and friends, our greatest day was also the start of a very difficult season. In a rather quick turn of events, yesterday began with a call from a breast health surgeon, who I first met Friday, reporting the results of a breast tissue biopsy: breast cancer. After tremendous collaboration between my OB and new oncology surgeon, we immediately hopped in the Jeep for a strategy meeting. As we made our hour plus drive to Tulsa, we were rerouted to the hospital where I was immediately prepped for a c-section.

 
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You see, Elsie was tracking at 38 weeks, 3 days, and her joining the world meant we could expedite tests to confirm the status of the cancer and we can quickly proceed with a fight fit for a brand new mama bear.

So on our very best day, it was also one of our scariest.

But, I’m going to level with you.

I’m prepared. I feel like I’ve been training for this since I was 6 years old.

I’m mad. I’ve been praying for this day my entire life. To be a mom. To be supported by my very favorite human. To be still and enjoy motherhood.

I am a new mom first, cancer patient second. Allow me this.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, for the prayers, messages, and continued support. You have no idea how wrapped in love we already feel. You’re giving us the strength we need to go into battle.

This is all we know. We’re in uncharted territory, and we’re thankful for your grace as we navigate the next few hours, days, weeks.

We’ll update you as we’re able. Cross our hearts and kiss our elbows.

xo,

Brooke, Damon, and brand new baby Elsie James.

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Brooke Clay Taylor

By day, Brooke has the work ethic of a farm hand and the creative brain of a big agency, and loves blending the two to help tell the story of small town, America to the masses.

By night and by weekend, Brooke has adventures on her mind. From kayaking to sipping champagne in a new city, adventures feed her creativity and give her a sense of home.

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