I inquired about everything I could, including if I could get a copy of my tumor scan to display on the refrigerator next to my baby’s ultrasound. I eventually found myself.
In spontaneous labor in the middle of the night, crawling about on my apartment floor before going to the hospital to meet my baby, who I found out was a male at the moment of delivery.
“I’m fortunate that the cancer was discovered so quickly.” The medical workers, Timpf said, were “excellent audiences for dark humor.”
“I was discussing with the nurses what a birth announcement might look like in my case, just minutes after my boy was born,” she said.
As she navigates parenting and disease, Timpf said she is “learning to celebrate everything” that she can. I’m fortunate to be my son’s mother and that.
