V is for Vacation

Going lighten things up a little today and talk about Vacation.  I am a beach lover and do not feel content unless I’ve spent a few days at the beach each year. My husband enjoys the beach but isn’t as addicted as I am, neither are the kids.  One year we went to Tennessee instead and everyone seemed to enjoy it but me (maybe we just had bad weather, but I wanted to spend time on the lake and it was just too cold for that).  Last year both kids got stung by a jellyfish so they insist that they will not be going into the ocean this year (trip is already booked so to late to change it).  I have been trying to think of something different for the next year.  We live in a rural, sorta mountain-y location so that’s not really something we would want on vacation.  My daughter would like to see Mt. Rushmore or the Grand Canyon but I’m not sure about that either. A cruse would suit me but it’s similar to the ocean/beach and it would be nice to do something different.  Anyone have any ideas to share?


T is for Trouble

Someone is in trouble – just not sure who.  I got a call from the school asking ‘Who is going on the band trip with your daughter today?” Umm, excuse me?  I didn’t know I was responsible for finding someone, especially 3 hrs before they leave. I understand being understaffed and not being able to attend but the lack of communication is so upsetting.  I know not many people read this especially others with children with Type 1 but I wish I knew what others would do in this situation.  I actually called her Dr. to ask if she could go alone (without a nurse) since it was a short trip after lunch and during a time when she is usually ok.  I actually trust my daughter to take care of herself but I know there is always a chance something could go wrong.  However as her broken finger has taught us, diabetes is not the only thing that can go wrong and bad things can happen to anyone at anytime.  I want her to be independent and feel like she can take care of herself so right now I am fine how things went, just not with how the school handled things yet again.

S is for Support

Today I am writing in support of #IWishPeopleKnewThatDiabetes

#IWishPeopleKnewThatDiabetes is a never-ending, every day battle.

#IWishPeopleKnewThatDiabetes requires my daughter to poke her finger 5-8 times a day to check her blood glucose levels.

#IWishPeopleKnewThatDiabetes requires my daughter to inject a new site (with a big needle) every three days.

#IWishPeopleKnewThatDiabetes (Type 1)  can’t be fixed with diet and exercise but as for anyone it’s an important part of taking care of yourself.

#IWishPeopleKnewThatDiabetes allows my daughter can eat cake if she wants.

#IWishPeopleKnewThatDiabetes is harder than it looks.

#IWishPeopleKnewThatDiabetes has shown me how brave and amazing my daughter can be.

R is for Rewind

Don’t you wish life had a rewind button?  You could go back a year or two or twenty?  Just for a moment or to make a big change, it’s probably best that it’s not possible.  Today marks a year since my daughter was diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes.  I would love to be able to change this and erase this part of her life, but that is not to be.  She is managing well and doing everything that needs to be done, but it’s not always an easy road to travel.  Type 1 needs a cure and if you agree, please consider a donation to JDRF either in general or towards our team at the following link:



Q is for Questions

Today I am questioning a few things in my life and not quite sure how I am going to handle them yet. Some are personal, some are diabetes related, and some are just general ‘how to deal with a teenager’ questions. Some days are easier than others and some days spiral out of control.  I do love my kids and my life so I just need to take a step back and try to find the right answers.

P is for Possessions

Today I am at a yard sale, I have never been great at having them but this is a group one and I’ve done it a couple of times with a reasonable about of success.  I didn’t plan well for this one because there is plenty I could get rid of but didn’t get around too it (i.e. lazy).  I have a love/hate with possessions.  I really hate clutter but find a hard time getting rid of stuff.  Sometimes it’s emotional but sometimes it’s just because I don’t know what to do with it.  Throw it in the garbage, resell it, give it away…I know it really not a hard decision but somehow I struggle with it anyway.


O is for Optimistic

I don’t know of my posts reflect this, but for the most part I am a pretty optimistic person.  I can go down the rabbit hole with worry but most days I do not.  I try hard to not let my daughter get discouraged.  I do agree with her that diabetes sucks and I sympathize with her that the inserts/shots/finger pricks hurt but I try not to let her fall into the burn-out that I know can happen.  I am sure this will get harder and there will be times that she will rebel and feel the depression that can come with a life-changing diagnoses but I also hope and pray that she will overcome and remain optimistic about her future and the fulfilling life she can have while living with Type 1.

N is for Numbers

Daughter stayed home from school, not feeling well but just a head cold. Her numbers have been ok.  When Type 1’s get sick there is always the worry of how it will effect their blood sugar and the possibility of ketones.  I have been very worried this year of her getting sick but so far other than sinuses and colds she’s been ok.  As we near the one year mark, I am thankful that we made it without any major mishaps.  I hate always having to ask her about her numbers but that’s the new reality of our lives.

M is for Music

One of the biggest heartbreak’s of my life was realizing that I could not sing. In my bedroom as a child I would belt out song after song with such passion and abandon, I thought I was Madonna for sure.  I can’t remember when I found out I couldn’t sing, I think I knew it but didn’t care for a long time. Oh to be young and carefree.  Like with my ‘Dancing’ post, my kids used to not care, join in, love it, etc. Now not so much.  I can really embarrass them by suddenly breaking in ‘Wrecking Ball’ or something.

However a few weeks ago, we were talking about their new cousins and lullabies and they requested that I sing a few to them as a reminder.  It was quite a lovely moment that I know is all too fleeting.