It's just hair...

It’s just hair, Kristin. Just hair. It will grow back. It is fine. It will all be fine.

We knew this day would most likely come, but somehow it being here makes it all feel oddly real. Like somehow before now, it was a dream.

But the day has come. Brady’s hair is coming out. It has been emotional for all of us.

For the first time since he was diagnosed, Brady got mad today. He was mad at Aubrey for something silly, but we both knew he wasn’t really mad at her as his anger quickly turned to tears.

His hair is out of his control, just like everything else he is having to go through. We talk about all the ways God is using his battle and story to be a blessing to others, but some things are just hard.

Losing his hair is hard. We’ve both cried about it. A bunch.

He said he doesn’t want to go anywhere or play any sports as long as he is bald. He feels so embarrassed. So I did what any mom would do, I went shopping and got him a bunch of fun colored ball caps with matching outfits (because Brady lovessssss things to match). I’m not sure it makes anything better, but it is the only thing I could do to try to help our sweet boy.

Tomorrow is a big day. Tomorrow is the day we find out if Brady’s levels are stable enough to have his port put in on Friday. So please pray that his body has somehow done a miraculous thing and tripled its numbers in the past week.

And if not, we will pick up the pieces from that too and live to battle another day.

#waytobattlebrady#bravelikebrady

“My soul is weary with sorrow; strengthen me according to your word.”