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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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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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Five Months.

Uncategorized January 25, 2017 3 Comments

To my Guy, Five months old!  (And I’m pretty sure I forgot to write you a letter at the four month mark, so here’s a quick high five for turning four months old a bit back, too.)  Five months ago, I was excitedly awaiting your arrival and folding piles of baby clothes.  Now, I am greeted by your big, toothless smile…

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“How is it going?”

Diabetic Mommy January 4, 2017 7 Comments

“Oh, I had so much trouble even getting out of the house when my babies were little.  You seem like you have it all together,” said the physical therapist as she massaged the tendons in my arm to alleviate the inflammation (thanks, tennis elbow as a result of playing … baby tennis?) I would have laughed really hard if she hadn’t been pressing…

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Just Past Three.

Diabetes and Family, Diabetic Mommy December 8, 2016 5 Comments

Mr. Guy Smiley, Hallelujah!!!  You have started SLEEPING and it makes me want to hit the caps lock and sing your praises.  Thank you, sweet boy, for finally deciding that nighttime is the best time to sleep.  I don’t even care if you ever nap predictably during the day because you sleep at night.  (Remind me I said that.)  Your…

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Two and a Half.

Diabetic Mommy November 17, 2016 6 Comments

To my son, Good lord you are a cute little person.  You make me stupid with your cute. (And I don’t care if I’m biased. I should be biased; I’m your mother.) I love your tiny hands and little toes and kissable nose and the consistent mohawk that your hair enjoys becoming.  You started grinning back at us in the…

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