Showing posts with label neurofibromatosis and pregnancy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label neurofibromatosis and pregnancy. Show all posts

Thursday, August 20, 2026

Neurofibromatosis, Pregnancy, and Choosing Hope in the Unknown

 Pregnancy is often described as a season of joy, anticipation, and beautiful dreams. But when you live with Neurofibromatosis—or love someone who does—pregnancy can also carry a fear that is difficult to put into words.

Alongside the excitement comes an aching question: What if my baby inherits this condition?

Neurofibromatosis is unpredictable. It can affect each person differently, even within the same family. One person may experience relatively mild symptoms, while another faces tumors, chronic pain, surgeries, learning challenges, or complications that change the course of everyday life. That uncertainty can make the decision to have a child feel incredibly heavy.

The fear is not simply about passing on a gene. It is about wondering whether your child will someday struggle. It is imagining appointments, scans, difficult decisions, and moments when you may feel helpless. It is the possibility of watching someone you love experience challenges you understand all too well.

Then comes the guilt—the kind that can begin before a baby is even born.  I remember, after my own 'official' diagnosis, the weight of the guilt was overwhelming.

You may question whether it is selfish to want a child. You may wonder whether you are making the right decision. If your child does inherit Neurofibromatosis, you may blame yourself, even though genetics are not a moral choice and love is never something that needs to be justified.

These feelings are real. They deserve to be acknowledged, not brushed aside with easy answers or forced positivity.

But there is another truth that deserves space, too: no parent is ever promised certainty.

Every pregnancy begins with unknowns. Every child enters the world with a story that has not yet been written. Parents can make careful decisions, ask questions, seek medical guidance, and prepare as much as possible—but no one can predict every challenge or protect a child from every hardship.

That does not make the fear disappear. It simply reminds us that uncertainty is woven into every human life.

A diagnosis may become part of a child’s story, but it does not have to become the whole story. A person with Neurofibromatosis is still capable of joy, love, laughter, purpose, accomplishment, and deep connection. They may grow up to become an artist, a teacher, a parent, a friend, an advocate, or something they have not even imagined yet.

They are not only their scans, tumors, symptoms, or medical appointments. They are a whole person with dreams, strengths, quirks, talents, and a life that holds endless possibilities.

Living with Neurofibromatosis can also create a kind of strength that is difficult to explain. For me, growing up with a mother who blamed god, blamed herself, and blamed everyone around her, for the consequences of her choices...I also had a choice to make.  Follow her road to the never-ending road to no-where, or make the choice to live beyond the fear- and stop being a victim. 

Living with NF has taught me resilience, compassion, patience, and the courage to keep moving forward without knowing exactly what lies ahead. Those lessons are not easy, and I know- no one would choose the pain that life sometimes brings them. 

Still, beauty can grow beside difficulty.

I like to think that courage is not the absence of fear...But, maybe, courage is allowing ourselves to hope while fear is still present.

For anyone facing pregnancy while carrying a genetic condition, it is okay to feel excited and terrified at the same time. It is okay to grieve the certainty you wish you had. It is okay to speak with genetic counselors, ask difficult questions, lean on people who understand, and take the time you need to make decisions that feel right for you and your family.

There may never be an answer that removes every doubt. Sometimes, we simply make the most loving decision we can with the information we have.

Life has never promised us predictability. What it offers instead are moments—first heartbeats, tiny fingers wrapped around ours, laughter filling a room, and love that arrives larger than we ever expected.

Neurofibromatosis may bring uncertainty, but uncertainty does not mean hopelessness.

None of us knows exactly what the future will hold. We only know that life, even when complicated, can still be meaningful and beautiful. We know that people can face difficult things and still THRIVE.

We know that fear and hope can live in the same heart.

And sometimes, choosing hope in the middle of the unknown is the bravest beginning of all.


THRIVE ON



My grandson-
Jacen Michael



Monday, October 17, 2011

Pregnancy and Neurofibromatosis


*If there is a history of a genetic disorder in you or your extended family, it's best to ask for genetic counselling before becoming pregnant. The number of tests available for genetic disorders is increasing every year, although they don't tell the potential severity of the condition.


I was 7 years old when I KNEW I wanted to become a mother.  Carol Brady was my idol, and I wanted to be just like her.

Neurofibromatosis never entered my mind, when it came to wanting children.  In fact, as far as I knew, I had nothing to worry about with regards to NF.  I was examined as a child, after my older brother Mike was diagnosed with NF, and my parents were told I didn't have it...so why would I worry?

I was confused when I began to have some NF symptoms, but was continually dismissed by doctors, whenever I would bring them up.  I was simply "birthmarky and freckly", and didn't need to worry.

My first baby was born in 1996 and I couldn't have been more happy. The few "bumps" I had seemed to grow a little ... and a few more seemed to pop up.  But they didn't hurt or cause me any issues, so I didn't worry...And when my 2nd child was born in 1997, I knew that being a mother was exactly what I was meant to be.

None of my obstetricians mentioned the bumps (that were very obvious)....Until my 6th pregnancy.

As I wrote in my book, Thriving with Neurofibromatosis , this was my wake up call...when I finally "got  NF"...The moment I realized I had been overlooked and seemingly ignored by the medical community, and personally ashamed and hiding in fear from my own concerns and doubts for FAR too long.

That 6th pregnancy - when an obstetrician indirectly, but effectively, shamed me for bringing children into the world. I knew then and there I had a battle on my hands.  I knew that I would have some explaining to do, to those in my life, around my life, and even to myself to a degree, to create an understanding as to why on earth I would risk damning my children with such a dreaded "disease".

It wasn't long after Brooklyn's birth that I began to understand and accept ALL that Neurofibromatosis meant for me, and for my family (which was A LOT).  My own NF symptoms had gotten worse, and I was scurrying around Eastern Washington, trying to find a doctor who had actually even  heard of this disorder.

3 of my 6 children would also get the NF diagnosis...And with that brought tremendous guilt.  And this guilt was almost paralyzing...Almost.

I was diagnosed with hydrocephalus, enlarged ventricles and a brain tumor--(which, from what the drs told me, have been there my entire life) while at the same time, vision issues and tumors began appearing in my children. It was all consuming, and could have easily overwhelmed me.  But my choice to have children brought with it the responsibility to accept these outcomes.

This blog, was born 3 yrs ago...After my decision to be proud of the choices I had made.  Everything you do in life is a choice...and you can also choose to be proud (or not) of those choices.

NF could have happened to any of my children, even if I didn't have it.  Or Downs Syndrome, or Muscular Dystrophy or a hundred other disorders lurking within the genetic code of the human race.

As each of my children have grown, I have also grown.  I am confident that my choice to have children was the right one.  I would not wish Neurofibromatosis on anyone...But my children have given so much good to this world, and I can't imagine my life without them.

This isn't a post trying to justify my decision to have children, it's simply my story about my choice to do so.  I respect those who choose not to have children. If I had known more when I was 19, maybe I would have made different choices. Maybe there is a reason I didn't know more, and maybe those reasons are named Bailey, Braden, Riley, Rachel, Riker, and Brooklyn.

 
Life in itself is a risk. My job now, is to provide MY children something I didn't have; A full understanding of what NF means for them....and what it COULD mean for them, if they go on to choose to have a family. Education - the E in "The E.A.S.Y. Way to Thrive" is my goal for my children, for myself, and for the world. Not so we can always make the 'right' choice, but so we can make the 'right choice for us'. 

Thrive on!