I can really use your help. I need to print pictures today for the Princess' Baptism invitation and I can't decide which one to print. Comment which one you think would be best.
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Friday, May 04, 2012
Thursday, May 03, 2012
Patience
You know that saying when you pray for patience you will be given opportunities to have patience? Well I have had many opportunities in life where I am forced to learn patience but NOTHING like waiting for my hubby to get hired on at a police department.
So here's the deal. My hubby made this goal 2 years ago to become a police officer. At the time it sorta seemed to have come out of no where. But he had the opportunity in life to pick what direction to do and this is the one he choose because it was something he always wanted to do. He sponsored himself through the academy, finished his degree in law enforcement, and was the intern for the academy all while he was testing at different departments. I lost count a LONG time ago with how many times he has tested. The process, in case you don't know, goes like this:
The department posts that they are hiring.
You fill out a huge application and deliver to the department.
The department will invite you to come do a physical fitness test and sometimes they throw in a report writing scenario.
You show up and work your tail off.
Then you wait to hear if you have been invited back for an interview.
If you are lucky to have an interview they will then rank you on how well you did and how many preference points you get for things like being in the military, being LEO certified, having a collage degree, etc. Then they will rank you on a list and are given a number.
That number will determine what happens next. For example if they are hiring 5 people they will usually take the top 10 people to do background checks on. WHICH CAN TAKE FOREVER. Trevor has been through this stage 5 times.
If you make it through the background check and are one of the top ones on the list still (after people get eliminated from bad background checks) they will then send you to do a polygraph test.
Then they will have you interview once more with the Chief or with a background board. Or both.
Then if you get through all that they will give you a job.
It may be 5 months later by this point so maybe you can see why I have been thrown into learning patience? It took FOREVER to get hired on the Jail.One department he tested for a YEAR ago just completed his background. It had been so long they made him test again for the job.
He loves working for the jail and it has been so good for him. It has taught him so much. We can see why he needed to start out his career there. But he wants to be out on the road.
With all that said (bored yet?) here is a little update with where he stands right now. Still working at the jail, but there are 3. Yes 3 departments doing background checks on him. This process is so stressful. It seems so close but just not there yet. You know? I'm trying not to get excited, but how can you not when it is THAT close.
I came home from a field trip today to find out that one of the departments had been here in the circle talking to all of my neighbors about my hubby. This makes me even more excited. They have done this before but this department feels different. I even know a timeline of when they want to do things yet I still find myself being impatient. I just want it for him so badly.
I'm thinking that maybe this is my final test in being patient. Then hopefully by the end of next month he will have 3 departments knocking on his door to hire him. Wherever he ends up they will be lucky to have such an amazing man working for them. He was born to do this, I just can't wait for him to actually do it!
So here's the deal. My hubby made this goal 2 years ago to become a police officer. At the time it sorta seemed to have come out of no where. But he had the opportunity in life to pick what direction to do and this is the one he choose because it was something he always wanted to do. He sponsored himself through the academy, finished his degree in law enforcement, and was the intern for the academy all while he was testing at different departments. I lost count a LONG time ago with how many times he has tested. The process, in case you don't know, goes like this:
The department posts that they are hiring.
You fill out a huge application and deliver to the department.
The department will invite you to come do a physical fitness test and sometimes they throw in a report writing scenario.
You show up and work your tail off.
Then you wait to hear if you have been invited back for an interview.
If you are lucky to have an interview they will then rank you on how well you did and how many preference points you get for things like being in the military, being LEO certified, having a collage degree, etc. Then they will rank you on a list and are given a number.
That number will determine what happens next. For example if they are hiring 5 people they will usually take the top 10 people to do background checks on. WHICH CAN TAKE FOREVER. Trevor has been through this stage 5 times.
If you make it through the background check and are one of the top ones on the list still (after people get eliminated from bad background checks) they will then send you to do a polygraph test.
Then they will have you interview once more with the Chief or with a background board. Or both.
Then if you get through all that they will give you a job.
It may be 5 months later by this point so maybe you can see why I have been thrown into learning patience? It took FOREVER to get hired on the Jail.One department he tested for a YEAR ago just completed his background. It had been so long they made him test again for the job.
He loves working for the jail and it has been so good for him. It has taught him so much. We can see why he needed to start out his career there. But he wants to be out on the road.
With all that said (bored yet?) here is a little update with where he stands right now. Still working at the jail, but there are 3. Yes 3 departments doing background checks on him. This process is so stressful. It seems so close but just not there yet. You know? I'm trying not to get excited, but how can you not when it is THAT close.
I came home from a field trip today to find out that one of the departments had been here in the circle talking to all of my neighbors about my hubby. This makes me even more excited. They have done this before but this department feels different. I even know a timeline of when they want to do things yet I still find myself being impatient. I just want it for him so badly.
I'm thinking that maybe this is my final test in being patient. Then hopefully by the end of next month he will have 3 departments knocking on his door to hire him. Wherever he ends up they will be lucky to have such an amazing man working for them. He was born to do this, I just can't wait for him to actually do it!
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
It has been so long!
When I first started this blog (seems like it was forever ago) I never thought I would be able to keep up on it. I didn't think that I had anything interesting to say. Then as I went through my days I realized that I actually did have lots to say. I unloaded on here for years. Almost everything that was going on in our lives was documented on here.
Then life got pretty intense. Some things were posted on here and other things were just better left unsaid. As time went on I just stopped posting. I really just felt pathetic. That I didn't have anything to say that was worth saying. Looking back I really wish I would have documented more. In the midst of all the bad there was a lot of good. And now I feel like I am forgetting all that.
So today I wish to start again. To post more often so I can later in life remember the things that are keeping us busy. Remember the times of trials and now that things are getting much much better remember the great times.
So here is my update as of today.
My hubby has spent the last 2 years working hard at following his dream of becoming a police officer. I am so incredibly proud of him for all that he has accomplished. He is an Officer at the local Jail and LOVES LOVES LOVES it! It is evident to us now that this is what he was meant to be. Many things in his life have lead up to him being an officer and it's so fun to be able to connect those dots now. He is a different person, just so happy, now that he has found something that he loves. And I just have to add, the thing they say about a man in uniform is SO true! Man he looks good ;)
Little Dude isn't so little anymore. He is 9 and just finishing up 3rd grade. WOW time really has gone by fast. He is playing basketball at the local Rec. Center and is having so much fun! He is such a smart kid. He loves attention and loves to tease which can really be annoying sometimes but he honestly is pretty funny.He has a personality just like his dad. He loves to help people and be a part of all the action. Every Saturday he follows his dad and/or Grandpa around working on projects. He adores his little cousin Max and LOVES it when he comes over. Thankfully Max loves him back and only wants him when he is around. Even though it's been a rough year for him I really feel he is maturing into an incredible young man. I love spending our nights reading books in bed and the times that he loves to come cuddle next to me. I am really proud of him!
My Princess is also not little anymore. She just turned 8 on Saturday. She is so excited to be baptized in a week and a half. She is prepared and very ready! It will be a fun day. She is doing pretty good in school, it's been a rough year for all of us, but she's learning so much. She's an incredible reader. She lays in bed on her top bunk every night with her lamp on and reads stories to Tyson on the bottom bunk. I have such a hard time when I have to tell her it's too late and to go to sleep. It's just too cute to interrupt. She is taking gymnastics and LOVES it! She is pretty good at it too. I think she is upside down more times than right side up and cartwheels everywhere she goes. I get a kick out of it. She takes incredible care of her diabetes. I am so proud at how far she has come and how I rarely hear her complain about it.
Little Man just turned 5. He is the silliest boy. And moodiest boy I know. He is OBSESSED with anything law enforcement. I kid you not. He can impersonate a cop car and a fire truck like you wouldn't believe. He has an entire fleet of cop cars, firetrucks, and k9 unit cars that he sleeps with every night. He is about to graduate from preschool and move onto kindergarten at the end of the summer. I can't believe it!! Where have the last 5 years gone? Diabetes is a daily struggle with him. He tries and we take great care of it, but the emotional side of it all has been so hard on him. Sneaking food, creaming at site changes, not wanting to test, crying at meals, refusing to eat food. It's hard on him. We have had a breakthrough though when he recently wanted to test his own blood sugar (with a little pushing from mom, we have to practice for when he gets into school). This is HUGE actually. He is still a brave kid and I am still super duper proud of him. He is loves to play with Lego's and can spend hours building things. He loves to ride his bike too, but his favorite thing is to spend time with daddy in whatever he is doing and counts the days down until daddy has a day off. This kid keeps me on my toes but I love being able to spend my days with him.
As for me, I have feel like there is nothing exciting to report. I watch my nephew Max two to three days a week. I love that kid and can't get enough of him. I feel really lucky that I get to spend time with him. All the other days are just filled with regular old mom stuff. It's about to get busy though. I volunteer with the JDRF still and am helping with the Mentoring program, being a mentor, and a family team chair. Then Wendy and I are also co-chairs for the walk entertainment committee. Team Wendy and Shannon can kick some booty and have a pretty dang good time while doing it. :) I still teach the Beehives at church. Best calling ever! I hope they never release me. I miss my hubby since it seems that he is never home. I feel like I am covering as both parents almost all the time. I'm not going to lie, it's hard. We are still adjusting to the whole "shift work life". The kids can go days without seeing their dad. I am still so confident that this is where our family needs to be though. Things are on the upswing for us and the future is exciting.
Then life got pretty intense. Some things were posted on here and other things were just better left unsaid. As time went on I just stopped posting. I really just felt pathetic. That I didn't have anything to say that was worth saying. Looking back I really wish I would have documented more. In the midst of all the bad there was a lot of good. And now I feel like I am forgetting all that.
So today I wish to start again. To post more often so I can later in life remember the things that are keeping us busy. Remember the times of trials and now that things are getting much much better remember the great times.
So here is my update as of today.
My hubby has spent the last 2 years working hard at following his dream of becoming a police officer. I am so incredibly proud of him for all that he has accomplished. He is an Officer at the local Jail and LOVES LOVES LOVES it! It is evident to us now that this is what he was meant to be. Many things in his life have lead up to him being an officer and it's so fun to be able to connect those dots now. He is a different person, just so happy, now that he has found something that he loves. And I just have to add, the thing they say about a man in uniform is SO true! Man he looks good ;)
Little Dude isn't so little anymore. He is 9 and just finishing up 3rd grade. WOW time really has gone by fast. He is playing basketball at the local Rec. Center and is having so much fun! He is such a smart kid. He loves attention and loves to tease which can really be annoying sometimes but he honestly is pretty funny.He has a personality just like his dad. He loves to help people and be a part of all the action. Every Saturday he follows his dad and/or Grandpa around working on projects. He adores his little cousin Max and LOVES it when he comes over. Thankfully Max loves him back and only wants him when he is around. Even though it's been a rough year for him I really feel he is maturing into an incredible young man. I love spending our nights reading books in bed and the times that he loves to come cuddle next to me. I am really proud of him!
My Princess is also not little anymore. She just turned 8 on Saturday. She is so excited to be baptized in a week and a half. She is prepared and very ready! It will be a fun day. She is doing pretty good in school, it's been a rough year for all of us, but she's learning so much. She's an incredible reader. She lays in bed on her top bunk every night with her lamp on and reads stories to Tyson on the bottom bunk. I have such a hard time when I have to tell her it's too late and to go to sleep. It's just too cute to interrupt. She is taking gymnastics and LOVES it! She is pretty good at it too. I think she is upside down more times than right side up and cartwheels everywhere she goes. I get a kick out of it. She takes incredible care of her diabetes. I am so proud at how far she has come and how I rarely hear her complain about it.
Little Man just turned 5. He is the silliest boy. And moodiest boy I know. He is OBSESSED with anything law enforcement. I kid you not. He can impersonate a cop car and a fire truck like you wouldn't believe. He has an entire fleet of cop cars, firetrucks, and k9 unit cars that he sleeps with every night. He is about to graduate from preschool and move onto kindergarten at the end of the summer. I can't believe it!! Where have the last 5 years gone? Diabetes is a daily struggle with him. He tries and we take great care of it, but the emotional side of it all has been so hard on him. Sneaking food, creaming at site changes, not wanting to test, crying at meals, refusing to eat food. It's hard on him. We have had a breakthrough though when he recently wanted to test his own blood sugar (with a little pushing from mom, we have to practice for when he gets into school). This is HUGE actually. He is still a brave kid and I am still super duper proud of him. He is loves to play with Lego's and can spend hours building things. He loves to ride his bike too, but his favorite thing is to spend time with daddy in whatever he is doing and counts the days down until daddy has a day off. This kid keeps me on my toes but I love being able to spend my days with him.
As for me, I have feel like there is nothing exciting to report. I watch my nephew Max two to three days a week. I love that kid and can't get enough of him. I feel really lucky that I get to spend time with him. All the other days are just filled with regular old mom stuff. It's about to get busy though. I volunteer with the JDRF still and am helping with the Mentoring program, being a mentor, and a family team chair. Then Wendy and I are also co-chairs for the walk entertainment committee. Team Wendy and Shannon can kick some booty and have a pretty dang good time while doing it. :) I still teach the Beehives at church. Best calling ever! I hope they never release me. I miss my hubby since it seems that he is never home. I feel like I am covering as both parents almost all the time. I'm not going to lie, it's hard. We are still adjusting to the whole "shift work life". The kids can go days without seeing their dad. I am still so confident that this is where our family needs to be though. Things are on the upswing for us and the future is exciting.
Monday, April 04, 2011
A Really Big Problem
Ok D-Moms I really need your help. We have an ongoing problem with my Little Man. He is obsessed with sneaking food. It is such a huge problem. Let me remind you that he is 4. A little too young to understand ALL of what diabetes entails, but you would think that after a year of having diabetes he would understand a little...right? We have a lock on the pantry door. We have hidden the key because he has figured out how to pick the lock. He gets into the fridge and even eats frozen foods out of the freezer. ANY type of food he finds he eats it...no matter what it is. He gets into my purse, diabetes bag, backpacks, and church bags and eats all the low snacks I have for him and his sister. Then I never have a low snack for when we are out and we need one. We hide things in the oven, on top shelves and behind locked doors. This doesn't stop him. If there is something left out by accident he eats as much as he can. For example, he took fruit snacks to school for his VIP treat. He had some left over that I forgot to lock up before I got into the shower. (I know it's my fault I left them out) But he didn't just eat one package of them...NO...he ate THE REST OF THE BOX! That is 7 bags of fruit snacks!!! This is not just a one time thing. I feel it is almost a sickness. Or his personal challenge in life...something that goes deeper than diabetes. I talk food with this kid a good 80% of the day. He is ALWAYS wanting something to eat. We have meal time and snack time but this doesn't mean anything to him. He gets into trouble, I talk with him, I try to teach him but NOTHING is working. 7 bags of fruit snacks.... I don't even know what to do at this point? Dose him for all 7 bags? 140 carbs worth? This kid doesn't even eat more than 70 carbs in a meal usually. Damnit I hate diabetes! I just got so mad at him. He is sitting in a time out crying. I am crying out for help with tears in my eyes trying to get control of myself. I hate that he doesn't get it. I hate that I have to tell him that this could make him sick...or even kill him. I hate that he is 4 years old and has to deal with diabetes at all. I hate it!!! I HATE IT!! What do I do???
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Taking a look back.
Little Man's birthday is on Monday. I can't believe he is going to be 4! I know every year on any of my kids birthday's I say that. It's true though. The time seems to be flying by faster and faster. I really hate it!
This photo shoot for our Christmas cards was a very difficult one. I remember being so frustrated. Looking back I should not have been so hard on them. I went home thinking I didn't get a single good picture. Well I was wrong THESE pictures turned out to be one of my favorite ones we have.
I am trying to get some pictures together for his VIP poster for preschool. Well guess what? I don't have any. I had them all on my laptop and an external hard drive that died. We backed up what we could and I THOUGHT I had them. For some reason I can't find them. I have two external hard drives sitting here WITH NOTHING ON THEM! I am almost to tears. This would be the 3rrd time they would be lost if they really are, gasp, lost for good. :(
So I am stuck looking back on my blog in hopes I can copy some pictures off it to print some for the poster. I started way back to my posts in 2007 when little man was born. I started reading the posts from the days before he was born. Then "IT" happened. I got all teary eyed thinking of how much my kids have grown up. Looking at the pictures is supposed to make me happy isn't it?
I want to be happy, I do. I am proud of my kids. They are good kids. It's just when I look at them I feel an extreme amount of guilt. I see pictures of Little Dude and remember things that have happened when he was so little and think "Oh I expected so much of him. He was just so little. How could I have done that?" I see pictures of the Princess and can't help but think she was so carefree. Diabetes didn't plague her life back then. Pictures of Little Man make me feel sad to think that maybe I didn't cherish every moment long enough. I almost don't remember...
Thinking about all this is hard enough and now thinking that I don't have copies of these super cute pictures of my kids makes me heart hurt. REALLY bad. If I can barely remember now, how will I ever remember without the pictures.
With that said. I am going to copy and repost some of these pictures that have brought tears to my eyes today. I will post a link to the original post so you can head back into time with me.
~Little Princess and one of my favorite moments with her. Watching her play dress up. Check out the original post for more adorable pictures
~Little Man and his blessing pictures. He was so little and handsome. Here is the full post.
~Little Dude learned to ride his bike so fast. I knew this was going to be something that he loved to do. Original post
~Little Man has always had the best smile. One day I just wanted to take pictures of him, he had just turned 6 months old. I can't help but smile when I see this face. Who knew diabetes was going to effect his life too. :(
~Little Man has always had the best smile. One day I just wanted to take pictures of him, he had just turned 6 months old. I can't help but smile when I see this face. Who knew diabetes was going to effect his life too. :(
This photo shoot for our Christmas cards was a very difficult one. I remember being so frustrated. Looking back I should not have been so hard on them. I went home thinking I didn't get a single good picture. Well I was wrong THESE pictures turned out to be one of my favorite ones we have.
~Little Dude has always been such a big helper from such a young age. This is him helping remodel the bathroom at the age of 4.
I could do this all day long, but I guess you will have to just check things out on your own. I do want to post one more.
~This is an experience with Little Dude that I think about often. He and I were having a rough day. I am forever grateful for my inspiration to handle things in a little different way. Check out the story.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
An Update!! For REALS!! :)
Hey there long lost blogging land!
No excuses this time, just out of habit. I think about posting all the time. BUT spare time is hard to come by these days. Anyway, I just thought I would post a quick update. There are so many things that are going on so I might be a bit vague on my update just so I don't post a SUPER long post that will bore you to death. SO if you want more info JUST ASK! :)
To start:
My Hubby~ He has one more month of the Police Academy!! YAY! He has passed all his qualifying shoots and is doing an awesome job on everything else. HE LOVES IT! I should really post a picture of him in his uniform cuz he looks super hot! He has a job interview with South Salt Lake PD next week and is filling out the back ground check for Utah Highway Patrol. Now if he gets the job with UHP he could be stationed ANYWHERE in Utah. Yes that even means the smallest of smallest towns in Southern Utah. So we will see what happens, but the chance of him getting a job there is better than we first thought...we will see.
Me~ Well, I am just busy trying to keep up with life. Laundry, cleaning, cooking, homework, diabetes and such. Wendy and I have some little "works in progress" that I have been working on too. It's been fun! I also have been working with the young women in my ward. They keep me busy, but boy do I love it! I am anxiously awaiting the arrival of my nephew Max who will hopefully be here really soon! After he is born I get to babysit him a few days a week...I can't wait!
Little Dude~ He had a birthday! He is now 8! I can't believe it! He had a fun party with friends at the local pool and we celebrated with family too! He was baptised on March 5th too! I am so proud of him for making that choice! What a good young man he is...well mostly. We do have a few problems that we are trying to work out. Like how bad he hates diabetes, and flat out refuses to talk about/help with/listen to anything related....oh this is a big issue. He LOVES cub scouts and earned his bobcat award the other day. He and daddy have been working on their pine wood derby cars too. OH THE FUN!
Little Princess~ She is as silly as ever. She just chopped off like 8 inches of her hair. She looks really cute! We are trying to get a CGM for her but the insurance is being a pain...funny, isn't that the story of my life? Her A1C dropped this last time from 8.1 to 7.1 (yay!) and is doing a good job learning to take care of a few things herself. I can't believe that at the age of 6 she could learn so much about diabetes. Her school is planning a fundraiser for the JDRF that we are in charge of. This should be really cool to get her involved, but could really back fire since her "I hate diabetes" brother goes to the same school.
Little Man~ It's always the same story with him. He gets into everything. I spend probably about 85% of my day talking food with this kid. He wakes up STARVING. I give breakfast and insulin and not 15 minutes later he is asking me what is for snack. I tell him to wait...he usually sneaks into something...then we give more insulin and a snack and 10 minutes later he wants lunch. It goes like this all day until dinner time and he WON'T EAT A THING. What a stinker. He is a funny kid though and is growing up. His 4th birthday is on Monday. I can't believe it! His A1C is doing great, but slowly climbing. up to 6.7 now. This is the highest he has ever been. He still hates site changes and getting his fingers poked but I don't blame him. It sucks. I can't believe he has been pumping for almost a year!
So that is where we are. Nothing too fab to report, but hey I had to post something. Hopefully I will update with pictures next time!
No excuses this time, just out of habit. I think about posting all the time. BUT spare time is hard to come by these days. Anyway, I just thought I would post a quick update. There are so many things that are going on so I might be a bit vague on my update just so I don't post a SUPER long post that will bore you to death. SO if you want more info JUST ASK! :)
To start:
My Hubby~ He has one more month of the Police Academy!! YAY! He has passed all his qualifying shoots and is doing an awesome job on everything else. HE LOVES IT! I should really post a picture of him in his uniform cuz he looks super hot! He has a job interview with South Salt Lake PD next week and is filling out the back ground check for Utah Highway Patrol. Now if he gets the job with UHP he could be stationed ANYWHERE in Utah. Yes that even means the smallest of smallest towns in Southern Utah. So we will see what happens, but the chance of him getting a job there is better than we first thought...we will see.
Me~ Well, I am just busy trying to keep up with life. Laundry, cleaning, cooking, homework, diabetes and such. Wendy and I have some little "works in progress" that I have been working on too. It's been fun! I also have been working with the young women in my ward. They keep me busy, but boy do I love it! I am anxiously awaiting the arrival of my nephew Max who will hopefully be here really soon! After he is born I get to babysit him a few days a week...I can't wait!
Little Dude~ He had a birthday! He is now 8! I can't believe it! He had a fun party with friends at the local pool and we celebrated with family too! He was baptised on March 5th too! I am so proud of him for making that choice! What a good young man he is...well mostly. We do have a few problems that we are trying to work out. Like how bad he hates diabetes, and flat out refuses to talk about/help with/listen to anything related....oh this is a big issue. He LOVES cub scouts and earned his bobcat award the other day. He and daddy have been working on their pine wood derby cars too. OH THE FUN!
Little Princess~ She is as silly as ever. She just chopped off like 8 inches of her hair. She looks really cute! We are trying to get a CGM for her but the insurance is being a pain...funny, isn't that the story of my life? Her A1C dropped this last time from 8.1 to 7.1 (yay!) and is doing a good job learning to take care of a few things herself. I can't believe that at the age of 6 she could learn so much about diabetes. Her school is planning a fundraiser for the JDRF that we are in charge of. This should be really cool to get her involved, but could really back fire since her "I hate diabetes" brother goes to the same school.
Little Man~ It's always the same story with him. He gets into everything. I spend probably about 85% of my day talking food with this kid. He wakes up STARVING. I give breakfast and insulin and not 15 minutes later he is asking me what is for snack. I tell him to wait...he usually sneaks into something...then we give more insulin and a snack and 10 minutes later he wants lunch. It goes like this all day until dinner time and he WON'T EAT A THING. What a stinker. He is a funny kid though and is growing up. His 4th birthday is on Monday. I can't believe it! His A1C is doing great, but slowly climbing. up to 6.7 now. This is the highest he has ever been. He still hates site changes and getting his fingers poked but I don't blame him. It sucks. I can't believe he has been pumping for almost a year!
So that is where we are. Nothing too fab to report, but hey I had to post something. Hopefully I will update with pictures next time!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
The things that I love today.
1~ Diet Mtn Dew (My first love is Dr. Pepper, but why does Diet Dr. Pepper have to taste so nasty?)
2~ Pandora.com I can't get enough of it!
3~ My mom's Cricut. Oh boy, I think I will need one someday.
4~ Good ideas for my Young Women's lesson tomorrow.
5~ My hubby coming home from school super early today.
6~ Wet Ones individualy wrapped hand wipes.
7~ This super cute song that I just stole from Rhoda's blog. SUPER CUTE!
and
8~ RedBox, Netflix, and Hulu Plus...enough said.
Hope everyone is having as fabulous day as I am.
2~ Pandora.com I can't get enough of it!
3~ My mom's Cricut. Oh boy, I think I will need one someday.
4~ Good ideas for my Young Women's lesson tomorrow.
5~ My hubby coming home from school super early today.
6~ Wet Ones individualy wrapped hand wipes.
7~ This super cute song that I just stole from Rhoda's blog. SUPER CUTE!
and
8~ RedBox, Netflix, and Hulu Plus...enough said.
Hope everyone is having as fabulous day as I am.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Gonna need a nap by 3:00 for sure.
It's Endo appointment day.
I almost dread this day in a way. First, it's a really big pain in the butt to take both the kids at the same time. I have tried separate appointments, but that is almost as big of a pain. So taking them together is how we are going to do it...for now.
Second, getting the info, and the blood sugar logs together are a huge chore sometimes. I am not the best at writing things down unless I feel that a trend needs some extra attention. Every month I have been downloading the number from the meter, but for some reason it isn't working. I have talked with Animas and there is a problem with the Princess' meter, there is also a problem with the Little Man's pump. So in the next few days we will be getting one of each as a replacement. In the mean time I get to manually enter in all the blood sugar numbers. I just entered two and a half weeks and it took me an hour. Not fun! Oh well.
Also since the kids have been having awful numbers I have been telling myself all week that I am awesome! Ha ha, this is so my self esteem won't be ruined when their A1C's go up.
So I am going to make sure I have books, paper and crayons for the kids to keep them entertained, and a huge Diet Mt. Dew (trying to be good, and diet Dr. Pepper sucks!) for me and the massive headache I am sure I will have by the end of the appointment. Wish me luck!
I almost dread this day in a way. First, it's a really big pain in the butt to take both the kids at the same time. I have tried separate appointments, but that is almost as big of a pain. So taking them together is how we are going to do it...for now.
Second, getting the info, and the blood sugar logs together are a huge chore sometimes. I am not the best at writing things down unless I feel that a trend needs some extra attention. Every month I have been downloading the number from the meter, but for some reason it isn't working. I have talked with Animas and there is a problem with the Princess' meter, there is also a problem with the Little Man's pump. So in the next few days we will be getting one of each as a replacement. In the mean time I get to manually enter in all the blood sugar numbers. I just entered two and a half weeks and it took me an hour. Not fun! Oh well.
Also since the kids have been having awful numbers I have been telling myself all week that I am awesome! Ha ha, this is so my self esteem won't be ruined when their A1C's go up.
So I am going to make sure I have books, paper and crayons for the kids to keep them entertained, and a huge Diet Mt. Dew (trying to be good, and diet Dr. Pepper sucks!) for me and the massive headache I am sure I will have by the end of the appointment. Wish me luck!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Rocky, Steph and baby Max... TRUE LOVE FOREVER
I haven't posted much about this on my blog. There really isn't any reason why, I just hadn't really had the right words to express my feelings. It has been on my mind a lot lately, so I thought today I would give it a chance.Almost one year ago (Feb. 26 2010) my sweet sister in law (seen above) married the sweetest and most wonderful man, Rocky. They had met at school at a time when they needed each other so badly. They were perfect for each other. They made some amazing goals together and set out on a path that was leading them both to eternal happiness. They really were so in love.
Just as they were getting their lives started together his tragically ended. On July 17, 2010 Stephanie woke up when Rocky never did. He was 27 years young. It was the most horrible day anyone could have ever imagined. It was gut wrenching to see Steph heart broken that her true love was no longer going to be with her. It was so hard to know that we didn't get much time to know him. We loved Rocky so much, he was apart of the family instantly, and the thought of never seeing him again was so sad. Seeing his mother and sisters mourn for him is still so hard. He was an amazing man, and still to this day I miss him dearly.
The day after she buried her husband, Steph found out she was going to have their first baby. Such a bitter sweet moment. He would have made and amazing dad. Steph feeling so alone, yet still able to keep a part of him to hold forever. Everyone's emotions were all over the place.
Baby Rocky Maxwell (Max) will be here before we know it. I can't wait to meet him, and snuggle with him, and kiss on him, and babysit him. As wonderful as his arrival will be, I don't know how to prepare myself for the feelings that I might have. Joy or sorrow? Both I am assuming. Either way, he is a little miracle baby.
Steph is such an amazing woman. She still builds people up even while she is grieving. Her example of faith, and love is empowering. She was able to go through the temple in October. What an experience that was. Even though some days are a struggle to get through, I still couldn't be more proud of her. I will never be able to imagine what she has gone through and how she feels, but I can be grateful for all that she has done for me. Just thinking of her love and friendship for me brings tears to my eyes. Boy do I love that girl. She is going to be an wonderful mother.
I miss Rocky so much. I wish he was here. I keep his picture on my dresser and can still feel him guiding me somedays, especially when it comes to my worry and concern for Stephanie. The next few months we will celebrate Steph and Rocky's one year wedding anniversary without him. His baby will be born without him. Steph will be a single mother. But there is a little more to look forward too. As we near the year anniversary of his death, Steph will take little Max to the temple so they will be sealed as a family for eternity.
My testimony of the temple is very strong, and in times like this it is proof as to why. This little family will have a change to be...well a whole family.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Irritated...when am I not?
~Wish my kids could come home from school with happier attitudes. Every day it's the same story. They don't want to do homework, or clean, or be nice, or not run, or listen, or not hit. The list could go on and on.
In a way I can see why this is, they have been trying to sit still for hours. They feel a little freedom when they get home. But we have rules. The very best time to do homework is when they get home from school. Any other time does not work. Trust me this is a proven theory. No playing until homework is done. Every day though they complain about doing homework then it takes them an hour which leads to no time to play. Ugh! Wish they could see what I see sometimes.
~I got a phone call today from the doctor's office. My insurance isn't going to pay for anything that I need to have done. And to top it off I have to pay it all in full the day of the procedure. Craptastic is the only thing I have to say about that. Hoping I don't have to have a hysterectomy, they won't pay for any of that either.
~The kids have their endo appointments on Thursday. The Princess' info isn't downloading from her tester. This is beyond annoying. I really don't want to write down all her numbers for the last few months. (I need 3 months for the CGM approval) Not only that, the Little Man's numbers have been awful. Trying to prepare my self esteem for crappy A1C's.
~The Princess has gotten in trouble two days in a row for talking out of place at school. Each time she claims that her blood sugar has been high, which it probably was, but how often can she use that as an excuse? Can I tell her to learn to control it? Is that too much to ask? Stupid diabetes.
~Something is going on with Little Dude. He has been insanely CRAZY. Not sure how to help him.
On a lighter note. I have the best hubby, family and friends in the entire world. :)
In a way I can see why this is, they have been trying to sit still for hours. They feel a little freedom when they get home. But we have rules. The very best time to do homework is when they get home from school. Any other time does not work. Trust me this is a proven theory. No playing until homework is done. Every day though they complain about doing homework then it takes them an hour which leads to no time to play. Ugh! Wish they could see what I see sometimes.
~I got a phone call today from the doctor's office. My insurance isn't going to pay for anything that I need to have done. And to top it off I have to pay it all in full the day of the procedure. Craptastic is the only thing I have to say about that. Hoping I don't have to have a hysterectomy, they won't pay for any of that either.
~The kids have their endo appointments on Thursday. The Princess' info isn't downloading from her tester. This is beyond annoying. I really don't want to write down all her numbers for the last few months. (I need 3 months for the CGM approval) Not only that, the Little Man's numbers have been awful. Trying to prepare my self esteem for crappy A1C's.
~The Princess has gotten in trouble two days in a row for talking out of place at school. Each time she claims that her blood sugar has been high, which it probably was, but how often can she use that as an excuse? Can I tell her to learn to control it? Is that too much to ask? Stupid diabetes.
~Something is going on with Little Dude. He has been insanely CRAZY. Not sure how to help him.
On a lighter note. I have the best hubby, family and friends in the entire world. :)
Monday, January 10, 2011
Lost? What?
WARNING: This post might have a little TMI.
If at the end of this post you feel like you know a little too much about me/are grossed out/or annoyed then all I have to say is that I WARNED YOU!
So on with my story.
Ever lost anything?
Like REALLY lost?
I loose things all the time, that's nothing new. But honestly today when I woke up I wasn't aware that I was even missing something, but as the day went on what I had lost had taken over my entire day.
Let me explain.
I hadn't been to see the "lady doctor" in a really long time. I haven't had insurance for a few years, remember. Well today was the day. I needed to go in. I have an IUD that I wanted replaced (hate the side effects) and well you know, I needed a check up. So we talked for a bit about other options for the IUD. I was going to have it out in a week and a new one (that doesn't suck) put in, but he still needed to do a check up.
With out too much info let me just say that the words "we have a problem" is not something you want to hear while laying with your knees open and the bright light shinning up... your nose. Our little problem was, well, the doctor couldn't find my IUD...anywhere.
My first thought was "does this even happen to people? Or just people with my kind of luck?"
He wanted me to have an ultra sound done right away. I picked up the little man from school and frantically tried to find a sitter for him (thanks Amy, Mallory, and Tyler!). I refused to take him. I drank as much water as I could and an hour later I was laying on a table, with my knees open again, getting the "fun kind" of ultra sound.
To make a long story short they found it. Sorta. They actually couldn't see all of it. It had traveled a little farther North than it should be. I have to have it removed, but they don't know if it has tried to attach itself or not, that was the one thing they couldn't tell. So I have to have a "procedure" done next week to see if they can just take it out. If it has attached, then I get to have a hysterectomy. Sounds exciting huh?
Again I sit here wondering, how do the strange things always happen to me? CRAZY!
If at the end of this post you feel like you know a little too much about me/are grossed out/or annoyed then all I have to say is that I WARNED YOU!
So on with my story.
Ever lost anything?
Like REALLY lost?
I loose things all the time, that's nothing new. But honestly today when I woke up I wasn't aware that I was even missing something, but as the day went on what I had lost had taken over my entire day.
Let me explain.
I hadn't been to see the "lady doctor" in a really long time. I haven't had insurance for a few years, remember. Well today was the day. I needed to go in. I have an IUD that I wanted replaced (hate the side effects) and well you know, I needed a check up. So we talked for a bit about other options for the IUD. I was going to have it out in a week and a new one (that doesn't suck) put in, but he still needed to do a check up.
With out too much info let me just say that the words "we have a problem" is not something you want to hear while laying with your knees open and the bright light shinning up... your nose. Our little problem was, well, the doctor couldn't find my IUD...anywhere.
My first thought was "does this even happen to people? Or just people with my kind of luck?"
He wanted me to have an ultra sound done right away. I picked up the little man from school and frantically tried to find a sitter for him (thanks Amy, Mallory, and Tyler!). I refused to take him. I drank as much water as I could and an hour later I was laying on a table, with my knees open again, getting the "fun kind" of ultra sound.
To make a long story short they found it. Sorta. They actually couldn't see all of it. It had traveled a little farther North than it should be. I have to have it removed, but they don't know if it has tried to attach itself or not, that was the one thing they couldn't tell. So I have to have a "procedure" done next week to see if they can just take it out. If it has attached, then I get to have a hysterectomy. Sounds exciting huh?
Again I sit here wondering, how do the strange things always happen to me? CRAZY!
Wednesday, January 05, 2011
Back to School
Not a lot has happened in the last couple of days. Nothing blog worthy anyway. My kids are back in school after the holiday break. Little Man is loving it. He really missed it. The other two are having a hard time getting back into it. The crying when it's time to do homework has started all over again.
My hubby started back into school too. His schedule is going to be crazy this semester. School every single night and all day Saturday. I keep telling myself that I can do anything for a few months, and in April he will graduate the police academy. He has an interview with another police department next week. I am not holding my breath, but every time he interviews it helps him know what to look for. It would great if it works out, but if it is anything like the last department he interviewed and tested for then they will only take people that are out of the academy already. We will see though. He is still loving it. I can tell this is going to make him very happy.
As for me I am still just trying to keep going. Wendy and I met for lunch yesterday. I sure do love her. It is so great to be able to spend time with someone that totally understands. And let me tell you, her and I are very similar in eerie ways. We were meant to be friends her and I. I also went to the temple last night with my sister in laws Stephanie and Robin. It was great! And very needed.
That really is about it. Nothing too great to report, but sometimes that isn't always a bad thing.
My hubby started back into school too. His schedule is going to be crazy this semester. School every single night and all day Saturday. I keep telling myself that I can do anything for a few months, and in April he will graduate the police academy. He has an interview with another police department next week. I am not holding my breath, but every time he interviews it helps him know what to look for. It would great if it works out, but if it is anything like the last department he interviewed and tested for then they will only take people that are out of the academy already. We will see though. He is still loving it. I can tell this is going to make him very happy.
As for me I am still just trying to keep going. Wendy and I met for lunch yesterday. I sure do love her. It is so great to be able to spend time with someone that totally understands. And let me tell you, her and I are very similar in eerie ways. We were meant to be friends her and I. I also went to the temple last night with my sister in laws Stephanie and Robin. It was great! And very needed.
That really is about it. Nothing too great to report, but sometimes that isn't always a bad thing.
Saturday, January 01, 2011
New Years Day = Success
It was a beautiful day. The snow looked clean, the sun was bright, the family was happy, and honestly all seemed well.
I woke up a little later than normal, made yummy banana waffles with the family, went to a movie with my sister in law (got to touch her tummy lots, the baby is growing big) came home to a house full of food and family, then wound down the day with another movie at home. I don't know what that is going to symbolize for the new year other than I just wanted to take it easy. Not stress.
Diabetes played fairly nice. Not perfect, but nothing out of control. As far as I can hope the symbolism for that is we won't have another diagnosis in the family this year (hopefully not ever) and that we won't have anything too traumatic happen.
I feel good. Ready to take on the new year. Now I just need to get my resolutions down on paper. I always have been a "list" kind of gal.
I woke up a little later than normal, made yummy banana waffles with the family, went to a movie with my sister in law (got to touch her tummy lots, the baby is growing big) came home to a house full of food and family, then wound down the day with another movie at home. I don't know what that is going to symbolize for the new year other than I just wanted to take it easy. Not stress.
Diabetes played fairly nice. Not perfect, but nothing out of control. As far as I can hope the symbolism for that is we won't have another diagnosis in the family this year (hopefully not ever) and that we won't have anything too traumatic happen.
I feel good. Ready to take on the new year. Now I just need to get my resolutions down on paper. I always have been a "list" kind of gal.
Friday, December 31, 2010
2010 Can Suck it.
No really it can.
It wasn't what I would call one of my better years.
My sister in law Jennifer has a funny little way of looking at the new year. Her theory is this "Whatever you do on the first day of the year represents how the rest of the year will be like." She spends all December long cleaning and organizing her house to make sure it is free from clutter on Jan. 1st. She is hoping that this will bring a clutter free home all year long. Her mother in law cooks and bakes yummy things for her family all day. Her hope is to have plenty for her family all year long. I thought this was an interesting way to look at things, but she swears by it, and says that it actually works.
Well, last year I thought I would give it a chance. I tried to clean my house, and I planned to do the things that I love the most on the 1st. The truth is though, as the hour approached to ring in the new year I was feeling so much anxiety. We had had a rough couple of years and I wanted so badly to be able to put it all behind us and move on. Problem was, I just didn't feel like it was over. I could tell that the worst was yet to come. I cried as the clock struck midnight.
I have spent the last 365 days on an emotional roller coaster.
2010 brought more stress than I thought I could handle. With still not making ends meet financially, battling insurance issues, quitting my job, 2 kids living with diabetes, selling/almost loosing our house, moving in with my parents, loosing my brother in law, finding out my sister in law will be raising her baby without his daddy, the kids rebelling/adjusting to our new living arrangements, giving our car back to the bank, the hubby back in school full time, and also trying to keep my emotional, unstable little self sane and out of the loony bin. Whew, just typing all that out made my blood pressure rise a bit. See why I can say 2010 can suck it?
So here I sit with 45 minutes to go until midnight. Ringing in 2011 isn't as ideal as I would like. My little portion of the basement is cluttered, I don't have any grand plans for tomorrow, my hubby is a little stressed out (the kids have been extra hyper tonight), and I haven't written a single resolution yet. Surprisingly I am feeling great. I do feel like the worst is behind us now. 2011 is the year of renewal. The year to break bad habits. The year to move on more improved than any other time in my life. The only way I want to spend January 1, 2011 is to be relaxed, loving, and happy. I don't think that's too much to ask for 2011 do you?
It wasn't what I would call one of my better years.
My sister in law Jennifer has a funny little way of looking at the new year. Her theory is this "Whatever you do on the first day of the year represents how the rest of the year will be like." She spends all December long cleaning and organizing her house to make sure it is free from clutter on Jan. 1st. She is hoping that this will bring a clutter free home all year long. Her mother in law cooks and bakes yummy things for her family all day. Her hope is to have plenty for her family all year long. I thought this was an interesting way to look at things, but she swears by it, and says that it actually works.
Well, last year I thought I would give it a chance. I tried to clean my house, and I planned to do the things that I love the most on the 1st. The truth is though, as the hour approached to ring in the new year I was feeling so much anxiety. We had had a rough couple of years and I wanted so badly to be able to put it all behind us and move on. Problem was, I just didn't feel like it was over. I could tell that the worst was yet to come. I cried as the clock struck midnight.
I have spent the last 365 days on an emotional roller coaster.
2010 brought more stress than I thought I could handle. With still not making ends meet financially, battling insurance issues, quitting my job, 2 kids living with diabetes, selling/almost loosing our house, moving in with my parents, loosing my brother in law, finding out my sister in law will be raising her baby without his daddy, the kids rebelling/adjusting to our new living arrangements, giving our car back to the bank, the hubby back in school full time, and also trying to keep my emotional, unstable little self sane and out of the loony bin. Whew, just typing all that out made my blood pressure rise a bit. See why I can say 2010 can suck it?
So here I sit with 45 minutes to go until midnight. Ringing in 2011 isn't as ideal as I would like. My little portion of the basement is cluttered, I don't have any grand plans for tomorrow, my hubby is a little stressed out (the kids have been extra hyper tonight), and I haven't written a single resolution yet. Surprisingly I am feeling great. I do feel like the worst is behind us now. 2011 is the year of renewal. The year to break bad habits. The year to move on more improved than any other time in my life. The only way I want to spend January 1, 2011 is to be relaxed, loving, and happy. I don't think that's too much to ask for 2011 do you?
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
It might seem a little crazy that I wanted to switch back to this blog for all my postings. The fact is this, this blog is my home. This is where I started almost 6 years ago. I was MommyGoingCrazy long before I was a parent of two diabetics. Long before everything in life changed.
Over the past two years I felt like I had lost my purpose to blogging. Every post was more of a rant than anything else. Granted life was pretty difficult. I always go back and reread posts before life seemed to get intensely hard. I miss those times. In the past few year I haven't been able to open myself up completely. Posting every thing was hard, even though this blog is meant to journal our lives. My audience was listening, but I didn't feel I could get that personal. I eventually just stopped all together.
Even though life isn't the same as it used to be I still have a story to tell. I still want to journal our lives. The good and the bad. It is who we are, and what we are learning. There isn't anything wrong with that. People will always have their opinions, but I know more now who I am and why everything has happened the way it has.
Awhile ago someone thought they could get to me. They thought they could post a comment on my blog and destroy what I feeling. I let them get to me. It didn't change and facts about what I knew, but I took it personal. I suddenly realized that there were people out there that are bitter. It got under my skin and I fled. To a different blog where I thought it would be easier. It wasn't.
I am stronger now. I feel I can handle it. I missed what blogging was all about back then, so I decided to come back to my roots. To post like I used to. To open up more, and to share everything. So welcome back friends. I think I am here to stay.
Over the past two years I felt like I had lost my purpose to blogging. Every post was more of a rant than anything else. Granted life was pretty difficult. I always go back and reread posts before life seemed to get intensely hard. I miss those times. In the past few year I haven't been able to open myself up completely. Posting every thing was hard, even though this blog is meant to journal our lives. My audience was listening, but I didn't feel I could get that personal. I eventually just stopped all together.
Even though life isn't the same as it used to be I still have a story to tell. I still want to journal our lives. The good and the bad. It is who we are, and what we are learning. There isn't anything wrong with that. People will always have their opinions, but I know more now who I am and why everything has happened the way it has.
Awhile ago someone thought they could get to me. They thought they could post a comment on my blog and destroy what I feeling. I let them get to me. It didn't change and facts about what I knew, but I took it personal. I suddenly realized that there were people out there that are bitter. It got under my skin and I fled. To a different blog where I thought it would be easier. It wasn't.
I am stronger now. I feel I can handle it. I missed what blogging was all about back then, so I decided to come back to my roots. To post like I used to. To open up more, and to share everything. So welcome back friends. I think I am here to stay.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Life isn't easy. Life isn't awful either.
Actually life seems to be looking up. Finally right? Well we have had to endure some pretty difficult things to get to this point. Each day we take one step closer down the path to better things. I need this little reminder. (like really really bad....cuz I TOTALLY LOVE IT) Oh and it really is a good reminder that I can do hard things. (btw it is my cute friend Kim that makes these beauties)
I have done hard things and have lived through it.
I have done hard things and have become stronger because of it.
I will always have to do hard things.
Because I have faith that everything is for a reason...I am ok with doing hard things.
It's all going to be worth it someday. This I know for sure!
Actually life seems to be looking up. Finally right? Well we have had to endure some pretty difficult things to get to this point. Each day we take one step closer down the path to better things. I need this little reminder. (like really really bad....cuz I TOTALLY LOVE IT) Oh and it really is a good reminder that I can do hard things. (btw it is my cute friend Kim that makes these beauties)
I have done hard things and have lived through it.
I have done hard things and have become stronger because of it.
I will always have to do hard things.
Because I have faith that everything is for a reason...I am ok with doing hard things.
It's all going to be worth it someday. This I know for sure!
Thursday, October 07, 2010
It takes 5 seconds to think of every possibility.
Poke finger.
Insert blood into test strip.
I've done this a million times. Normally it isn't a big deal. Well, I hope it isn't a big deal anyway. The glucose meter starts to count down.
5
My stomach starts to hurt in worry. My mind races through a million possibilities.
What was the last time we tested? Have I waited too long? Anything could happen to my darling diabetics in even a few minutes.
4
My palms start to sweat. I knees get a little wobbly.
Things haven't been looking so good lately. The numbers keep getting lower and lower. What will it be this time? Should I have juice and glucagon handy just in case it's really bad again?
3
I need to sit down, I just might be the one to pass out from stress through these 5 seconds, the longest 5 seconds in history.
Last time she was low, the juice, soda, chocolate milk and crackers haven't brought her up very much. That's not a good sign.
2
I hug her tight. Who knows maybe this will be the last time I get to hug her before she starts to have a seizure. I pray "Please God, bless my child that nothing horrible will happen to her."
What else can I do? I have tried everything. I have been trained to take care of her. I don't have time for the why me's yet. There is only one more second until I have to react.
1
Another low. No surprise. 9 lows in one day, and this being the regular for her is not a good sign. I can't help but wonder "What about next time?" Will she be ok next time?
The count down continues. When will this scary cycle end?
Monday, August 30, 2010
The Bad "D" Day.
Since I can't seem to escape the fact that diabetes stinks, I think I better post it so everyone knows what I have it today more than normal.
Today is the Princess' 2nd day of first grade. I don't want to be THAT kind of mom that is constantly hovering over her child, and I thought we went over everything enough last week with the teacher and the school that I thought I didn't have to go to school today except for lunch.
My stomach got all in knots around 9:15 when I thought she would be getting tested. They were told to call me if her #'s were out of range, but if there were ok, then there was no need to call. By 9:30 I didn't get a call so I thought everything was ok. Well about 10:30ish I got a call that she was 40!!! I know!! I asked what she had to bring her back up. A few teddy grahams. I told her she needed a juice too and to call me again in 15 min after they tested.
I was headed to the school at about 11 so I could get her all set for lunch. I hadn't received a call yet by the time I got there and was panicking a little. I walked into the school and she was still in the office. This was more than 30 min since she had been first tested by the way. She had been down there for so long. They had just tested her again and she was at 118.
One of the ladies at the office told me that the Princess had refused to test at 9:15, then again at 9:30. Finally by 10 she agreed to test herself. What the heck? I am irritated that she would refuse to test. If she would have tested earlier maybe she wouldn't have dropped so low and wouldn't have missed so much school. I have no idea why she would do this, but the teacher thinks that maybe she was embarrassed in front of the other kids. (I am going in tomorrow to teach the class alittle about diabetes.) We decided that she is going to do all her testing at the office, and I will talk with her when she gets home to see what happened.
So back to giving her insulin for lunch. We decided we would let her try school lunch. Last night I printed up the menu and all the carb counts and let her decide what she was going to have. She decided that she wanted a chef's salad, applesauce, a roll and chocolate milk. Not too bad. When I got to the school today the nurse and I gave her the insulin and the nurse left. I hung around to see how this was going to go. When she got in there the school didn't have the same side dishes that they had on the menu. There wasn't applesauce at all. (remember I had already given the insulin, and THE only reason why I was still there is because this is her first week of school. There is no one there to watch her while she eats, I wanted to make sure she can do this on her own.) Since there wasn't applesauce she had to choose something else. They had strawberries, bananas and "trail mix". Let me interrupt to let you know that this "trail mix" was a a mixture of fruit loops, rice crispies and chocolate chips! What kid would choose strawberries or bananas over this? Either way let me do this. The applesauce was 20 carbs. The strawberries were 16. The bananas were 10 and the trail mix was 45!!!! Whatever she was going to choose since there wasn't applesauce, there was going to be a difference in carbs no matter what.
She choose the trail mix.
Do you know what hell we go through to get her blood sugar down after she eats cereal? It's awful.
Anyway, I was not trying to "hover" too much. I want so badly for her to not feel left out that I let her get what she wanted. However, I went home thinking there is no one there to watch these kinds of things happen. Watch her make choices like this because what the school said they were going to have as side dish choice they actually didn't have. Watch her eat her food to see what she actually eats. Watches to make sure she gets more insulin because what was available to her has a much higher carb count than what she got insulin for. Who is supposed to be the watcher? I think for now it is me.
I get to go to school every day for lunch with my 3 year old in tow.
Atleast until I figure this out.
But honestly, why do they think that a handfull of cereal is a side dish?
I am irritated on so many levels.
If my daughter wasn't diabetic I would be able to send her on the bus to 1st grade like every other parent. Let her have her space at school. Let her have whatever side dish she wants. Let her eat the snack before recess. She wouldn't get in trouble on the 2nd day of school because she is refusing to test her blood. I could let her get back on the bus and come home to a mommy that wasn't so tired and stressed.
Stupid diabetes.
Today is the Princess' 2nd day of first grade. I don't want to be THAT kind of mom that is constantly hovering over her child, and I thought we went over everything enough last week with the teacher and the school that I thought I didn't have to go to school today except for lunch.
My stomach got all in knots around 9:15 when I thought she would be getting tested. They were told to call me if her #'s were out of range, but if there were ok, then there was no need to call. By 9:30 I didn't get a call so I thought everything was ok. Well about 10:30ish I got a call that she was 40!!! I know!! I asked what she had to bring her back up. A few teddy grahams. I told her she needed a juice too and to call me again in 15 min after they tested.
I was headed to the school at about 11 so I could get her all set for lunch. I hadn't received a call yet by the time I got there and was panicking a little. I walked into the school and she was still in the office. This was more than 30 min since she had been first tested by the way. She had been down there for so long. They had just tested her again and she was at 118.
One of the ladies at the office told me that the Princess had refused to test at 9:15, then again at 9:30. Finally by 10 she agreed to test herself. What the heck? I am irritated that she would refuse to test. If she would have tested earlier maybe she wouldn't have dropped so low and wouldn't have missed so much school. I have no idea why she would do this, but the teacher thinks that maybe she was embarrassed in front of the other kids. (I am going in tomorrow to teach the class alittle about diabetes.) We decided that she is going to do all her testing at the office, and I will talk with her when she gets home to see what happened.
So back to giving her insulin for lunch. We decided we would let her try school lunch. Last night I printed up the menu and all the carb counts and let her decide what she was going to have. She decided that she wanted a chef's salad, applesauce, a roll and chocolate milk. Not too bad. When I got to the school today the nurse and I gave her the insulin and the nurse left. I hung around to see how this was going to go. When she got in there the school didn't have the same side dishes that they had on the menu. There wasn't applesauce at all. (remember I had already given the insulin, and THE only reason why I was still there is because this is her first week of school. There is no one there to watch her while she eats, I wanted to make sure she can do this on her own.) Since there wasn't applesauce she had to choose something else. They had strawberries, bananas and "trail mix". Let me interrupt to let you know that this "trail mix" was a a mixture of fruit loops, rice crispies and chocolate chips! What kid would choose strawberries or bananas over this? Either way let me do this. The applesauce was 20 carbs. The strawberries were 16. The bananas were 10 and the trail mix was 45!!!! Whatever she was going to choose since there wasn't applesauce, there was going to be a difference in carbs no matter what.
She choose the trail mix.
Do you know what hell we go through to get her blood sugar down after she eats cereal? It's awful.
Anyway, I was not trying to "hover" too much. I want so badly for her to not feel left out that I let her get what she wanted. However, I went home thinking there is no one there to watch these kinds of things happen. Watch her make choices like this because what the school said they were going to have as side dish choice they actually didn't have. Watch her eat her food to see what she actually eats. Watches to make sure she gets more insulin because what was available to her has a much higher carb count than what she got insulin for. Who is supposed to be the watcher? I think for now it is me.
I get to go to school every day for lunch with my 3 year old in tow.
Atleast until I figure this out.
But honestly, why do they think that a handfull of cereal is a side dish?
I am irritated on so many levels.
If my daughter wasn't diabetic I would be able to send her on the bus to 1st grade like every other parent. Let her have her space at school. Let her have whatever side dish she wants. Let her eat the snack before recess. She wouldn't get in trouble on the 2nd day of school because she is refusing to test her blood. I could let her get back on the bus and come home to a mommy that wasn't so tired and stressed.
Stupid diabetes.
Just some random pictures for fun.
Since I have been a bad blogger for many months now, why don't I post some pictures of things that I was going to blog about?
Little Man got a pump. We love it by the way!
Princess, Daddy and I got to go to a fancy dinner at La Caille for the JDRF.
Princess testing herself.
We got to meet Megann forever ago. I love her and her cute girls!
Typical scene that I find often with the Little Man. Always into something. This is chocolate syrup and powdered sugar.
The kids were being helpful while we were getting our house ready to sell.
Grandma and Grandpa came from Idaho for our walk. They had a BBQ and a swimming party the next day. We all had a blast!
Little Man got a pump. We love it by the way!
Princess, Daddy and I got to go to a fancy dinner at La Caille for the JDRF.
Princess testing herself.
We got to meet Megann forever ago. I love her and her cute girls!
Typical scene that I find often with the Little Man. Always into something. This is chocolate syrup and powdered sugar.
The kids were being helpful while we were getting our house ready to sell.
Grandma and Grandpa came from Idaho for our walk. They had a BBQ and a swimming party the next day. We all had a blast!
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