The kids

The one thing that worries me more than anything in the entire world is dying before my babies are grown.  You hear horror stories about kids that lose their mom- after watching her struggle much too long and being very sick.  Those kids can never get rid of those terrible images.  We don't live very close to any family either so the thought of leaving them is very scary.  But enough of that. 
It is also scary to tell them that I am sick.  I knew I needed to.  I was crying all the time and people were calling, we were going to be seeing alot of doctors..
I told them all seperately- The first thing Ethan asked, is if I was going to die.  ugh!  NO!!! Not an option at all- It just means another surgery (they are used to that at this point), and alot of doctor appts, and I will probably cry alot.  I also told him that I may need a medicine that could make my hair fall out.  Ethan said he doesn't want my hair to fall out.   I love that boy!  He hasn't said a whole lot, but we are trying our best to keep him informed, yet not totally terrified.
Cameron- thankfully, I think it all went right over his head.  He heard- more surgery, and a crying mommy.  Okay!  We will talk about it more later but for now, that is good.
Sloane- all she knows is that mommy has a booboo on her boob.