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Old Photos.

I was at my father's house this past weekend and ended up poking around in some old photo albums, and these snapshots from decades past made me smile.  This is a before-diabetes photo.  I'm probably about three in this photo, and I also appear to love butterfly cakes:

Three year old Kerri.

This photo was taken two months after I was diagnosed with diabetes.  I'm at my first post-diagnosis birthday party (my friend Jill, the birthday girl, is on my right), and that box of sugar-free peanut butter cups were my answer to birthday cake.  It's weird to look at that photo and see how big my mother's responsibility was, because I was so small.  

Kerri at Jill's birthday party.

(Also, if you look closely, you can see Kitty crammed into the crook of my arm.  I brought that thing everywhere, and she still currently lives in my closet.  I waved to her this morning.) 

But out of all the photos I found, this one of me at Jill's birthday is one of the very few that brings any memory of diabetes.  I remember my mother coming to dinner at the party and giving me my shot, then coming back again before bed to test me and give me another shot, and then waking me up in the early morning hours as she returned to test and shoot me up again first thing in the morning.  

I have a clear memory of my mother and Jill's mother in the kitchen that morning, as we all toddled downstairs after our sleepover, and they were drinking tea.  It didn't dawn on me until later that my mother probably didn't sleep much that night, running back and forth between our house and Jill's house to monitor my diabetes.  I had barely been diabetic for two months, yet my mom made SURE that my childhood wasn't compromised, even when her life was.

My mom is my greatest diabetes asset.  She worked hard to make sure that my life was still mine.  And now that I'm an adult and on the cusp of my own motherhood, I am deeply appreciative of everything she has done for me.

Even now, when I need an ear, I call my mom.  

Who else you gonna call?

Who you gonna call??   Me?
 
(Sigh.  The sad thing is, there are more pictures of me in costume than anything else.  And barely any of those costumed moments fell on Halloween.  Like this one.  And this pirate one.  I am a proud product of my environment.)

Comments

i love your first photo! i need to dig up my first communion picture (right before i was diagnosed). my mom keeps telling me i look like a stick but i can't remember it.

my mom was always so nervous about letting me go out without her and my dad. finally, my dad told her she had to kind of "let me go" so i could "spread my wings." thanks, dad!

Those pictures are great! Mom's are awesome, there is no doubt.

That is a great post Kerri on what moms go through...bless your mom!

The ghostbusters tee shirt is the BomB! =)

Mom has lots of photos of me as a baby (when Dad still had a darkroom), but there's almost nothing after age 5, other than school photos.

FWIW, there are almost no adult photos of me not in costume... STARFLEET uniform, Vulcan persona, Elizabethan, Tudor, 18th Century, "pirate"... I had to grab Frank to do a shoot especially for my Blogabetes photo, because I had nothing else I could use!

Kerri- I just wanted to say thank for posting the link of the "Thank you" to your momma. I am a mom of an 20month old type 1 diabetic. I am still learning the ins and outs of this monster. We have been at if for almost 3 months. the last couple of days we have had some High Highs and when I look at my girlie I just hope that one day she will look back and love me the way you love your momma. thank you. Something I needed to read today when everything seems impossible and a hospital stay is pretty much knocking on the door.

My son was diagnosed 4 months ago. Fifteen or twenty years from now, I'd love to hear these feelings from him. Tell your mom thank you for me and for all the other moms that struggle and fight their childrens' diabetes.

Thanks for sharing this!! I love the photos (you are just too cute!). As a parent, I'm amazed and think it's awesome that your mom let you spend the night. I often wonder how I'll handle things when Jada gets older and I hope that I can do as good of a job as your mom!

Kerry - thank you so much for posting this. You hav no idea, oh yeah, you probably do, how much this hits home. My 6 year old daughter was diagnosed 3 months ago and guess what? she has a sleepover (her first!) that she is going to next week. And guess who is going at bedtime and in the morning to give her her shots? Eerie. Thank you for affirming to me that I am doing the right thing and raising her courageously. My wish is that she grows up to be a woman with diabetes like you, independent, funny and knowing. Thank you for the post, it meant the world to me.

How awesome of your mom. Parents are ALWAYS busy with something, but she took time out of her, um, time(?) to make sure you could enjoy your sleepover.

That is very, very touching.

And the pictures? Those made me smile too! Aaaarg! :-)

Isn't Jill on your left? That looks like Jennell on your right...and I think Katie on the other side of Jill, and probably Andrew in the blue PJs. NO idea who's back is to the camera.

Awww, those pictures are so cute. And your mom? Totally awesome!!

Enjoyed the post. T1 @ 14 in 1974 and I've always said moms of CWD have a special place in heaven. Mine was awesome. A month or so after DX I wanted to go on some church campout that was in a town about 30 miles away. They were having donuts for breakfast and eating at a mexican food place. Mom got the menu from the mexican food place and she made an appt for us with the dietician (which was 45 miles away.) I think I either ate a sandwhich or cake donut for breakfast and got to eat whatever the dietician had suggested at the mexican food place. This was back in the day of the exchange system. Ugh!

Penny, Amy, all the other moms Hang in there! You are doing awesome. Your kids WILL let you know how much your care meant to them. Just like I'm doing for my mom when I send her a link to this post. Mom, (Karen) you are and were the best and I'm still alive 35 years later. Happy and healthy!!

And other moms, remember it's a game of averages not perfection. (I read that somewhere and loved it.)

As birthday girl Jill, I remember that sleepover well. And many of the others you and I had as kids. I vaguely remember your mom coming to the party... But to be honest, if you had asked me as a kid to describe you in three words, diabetic would not have been one of them. You were the most fun, creative and energetic friend a kid could have. To your point, your mom made everything so “normal” that the fact that you were also diabetic never really crossed my mind. One thing I DO remember that has to do with your diabetes and your mom was the clicking sounds her rings made on the insulin bottle. Ha! I will never know what it was like for you as a kid, but I am confident that I speak for many in saying that we all adore(d) being your friend. Oh, and Krista is spot on with her identifications! And I think Lindsay M. is the little girl next to Andrew!

As the mom of the birthday girl, I will always remember that first phone call I received from your mom after we invited you to Jill's birthday party! She explained that you had diabetes and she asked me if I was comfortable having you sleep over. She said that you had recently been diagnosed and this would be the first time you were away from home at a sleepover. I remember responding "If YOU are comfortable with her sleeping over, then I am comfortable with Kerri sleeping over!" It was a nice party- and the beginning of a wonderful friendship for you and Jill. And it was also the beginning of many years of friendship for your mom and me. Fond memories, Kerri....

Sleep overs are such alot of work. So glad that your mom let you still be a kid and enjoy them. I am now having to let go of my apron strings alittle as my teenager has a weekend youth event and has just started on a pump. We tried a weekend trial where he set his alarm and do his 3am checks. He was 2 for 4. One night he slept through his alarm, the last night his alarm didn't go off. I will be asking one of his friends to be a back up and set his phone alarm too, just incase my kid sleeps through. I worry, but he needs to be with his friends. Safety vs. freedom. Lets hope it all goes well . . . for both of us.

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