Diabetic Mommy

One Year Old.

Diabetes and Family, Diabetic Mommy August 23, 2017 6 Comments

To my tomato, A year ago today, I was driving up to Boston for another prenatal appointment to check on you.  At 38 weeks and 2 days pregnant, a slightly spikey blood pressure was enough for the medical team at Beth Israel to decide that August 23rd would be your birthday. It was late in the afternoon when they prepped…

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Eleven and the Harmonimato.

Diabetic Mommy July 24, 2017 3 Comments

Hey there little Guy, “YEAH!” is your favorite word.  You are a crawling affirmation of everything.  You make me feel a teeny bit like I gave birth to Lil Jon.  YEAH! “YEAH!!” All the time, from you.  “YEAH!!”  At the grocery store and in the car and at Grammie’s and when we pick Birdy up from camp.  “YEAH!”  While you’re…

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Diabetes Pregnancy: Now and Then, Part Two.

Diabetes and Family, Diabetes Complications, Diabetes Memories, Diabetic Mommy, Infertility and Pregnancy June 15, 2017 4 Comments

Welcome to the continuation of Laddie’s pregnancy story, showing what pregnancy with type 1 diabetes was like back in 1979 and 1982.  Today is a continuation of her story, with details about her sons’ births, the cost of care, and how diabetes did, and didn’t, play a role in bringing her sons into the world. For more about Laddie’s life…

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This kid is nine months old.

Diabetic Mommy June 9, 2017 4 Comments

Oh my nine month old tiny person, You talk.  Or at least you want to talk.  All the time.  ALL.  THE.  TIIIIIME. “Cahhhhh….t,” you whisper whenever the cats walk by, as you reach your hand out in an attempt to grab a puffy tail.  “Caahh….t.”  The T joins the rest of the word as an after thought, like you’re mumbling an…

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Seven Months.

Diabetic Mommy March 27, 2017 2 Comments

To my Little Guy, Suddenly, you’re not so little. Over the last few weeks, you’ve growth-spurted in a way that’s made every plant in this house super jelly.  Pajamas that once fit with room to spare are threatening to hulk out at the feet and your appetite is already edging towards the scary things that moms of teenage boys told me….

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Sixaroo.

Diabetic Mommy March 1, 2017 4 Comments

Little Guy, Six months old!!  Is what you are.  Indeed, six months ago you were all coiled up in my belly like a snake ready to strike into our lives, which sounds super violent but was more super exhausting and super cute than anything else.  Hey, run on sentence, there you are. We’re at the point with you where we…

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