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September 2016

Looking Back: A Matter of Apologies.

Diabetic Mommy September 26, 2016 No Comments

I’ve been up since all hours with my son, who has decided that he would prefer to count stars with me between midnight and 4 am.  But now he’s asleep and I’m wide awake.  And as I was answering emails this morning, I came across this blog post about apologies.   I’ve been apologizing often these days, with my emotions ramped up…

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Bliss Balls.

Diabetic Mommy, Diet and Food September 22, 2016 10 Comments

Do you know what bliss balls are?  I had never heard of them before.  There’s a coffee shop near the beach out here that sells these bliss ball things.  They look like desserty meatballs and are kept in a glass jar near the cash register.  If you’re sleep deprived, they look like pets held captive by the bakery ladies. Chris bought one…

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This is Thirty.

Real Life Diabetes September 13, 2016 24 Comments

This is thirty years with type 1 diabetes. I used to think it would stop me from enjoying life.  Now I realize that I’ve lived with this disease for thirty years and have brought it down the aisle, on stage, and around the world with me.  It hasn’t stopped me from doing a damn thing … other than making insulin.  But…

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On the Other Side.

Diabetic Mommy, Infertility and Pregnancy September 12, 2016 9 Comments

The first time I was pregnant, the physical journey was the hardest part for me.  Building a baby, watching blood sugars, dealing with body changes … the list was long but included mostly body changes, and also a boatload of excitement about crossing the threshold into “parenting.”  Back in 2009/2010, it was inconceivable to me that something “bad” would happen during…

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Releasing the Kraken … Into Our Home.

Uncategorized September 7, 2016 9 Comments

… he’s definitely not the Kraken.  That nickname will never stick because so far, our littlest friend is mild mannered.  He’s more Clark Kent than Kraken.  (Mixing my superheroes and myths this morning; feel free to blame the sleep debt and my attempt to repay it with caffeine.) But he’s home, and even though he’s a sweet boy, he’s still…

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