** Before I start this post, I want to say THANKS for all the sweet comments about the last post. But something is bothering me about it.... Know what? I KNOW I didn't get everyone's kiddos on the list. And that bothers me. It was late.... I was tired.... whatever. Anyway, I'm working on putting that post on one of my tabs - a WHY I DO THIS kind of thing. And I want to recognize all your kids. So... if in my sleep deprived, foggy brained haze, I left out your precious sweetie, shoot me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org and let me know so I can add them! Thanks! And now..... back to your regularly scheduled post....
Life is crazy. And the D Life.... Well, crazy doesn't even begin to describe it some days!
Yesterday, I read an awesome post by Meri called The Drive By Carbing Incident. It was funny. And it made me cry, too. You've got to go read it Yourself- I don't want to spoil it!
But it made me think about an experience I had in the grocery store the other night. I was in the juice isle stocking up. We've had LOTS of lows lately. I was also getting some of the Just 10 pouches. While searching for the Just 10 pouches (they always seem to be hiding), a father and son walked up. The Dad told the boy to hurry and pick one- one that he wanted.
It just struck me odd. There I was loading up on Juicy Juice 15c boxes and Just 10 2c pouches. And there was this young boy picking the REGULAR pouches with no restriction.
It was one of those moments when you realize how different things are for you. Because to me- I was getting very important medicine. He was getting juice. To us, juice is medicine. Juice is life saving. To him, it's something to drink.
And as I walked away, I giggled. (Yes- giggled. Because if you don't laugh, you'll cry.). Because I thought about what that looked like to ME. And how for that father to see what I saw, he'd have to walk by Sweetpea and I in the cold and flu isle while I was telling her to "just hurry up and grab a box- whatever you want!". How crazy is that? You'd never let your child just randomly grab a box of medicine! Of course, for us- juice is a lot more potent a drug than a Tylenol!!
You know what else is crazy? Playing with numbers like it's roulette!!
I feel like I'm doing just that. I'm putting all my chips on a 3 am basal reduction. And tomorrow, I'll be going all in on a carb ratio change at 11 am from 30 to 35.
I'll be crossing my fingers and waiting ... Hoping... A good number comes up.
Because this is a high stakes game we play.
And the truth of that fact is crazy.