Homer Simpson Has Nothing On Me

Thank you so much for the nice birthday wishes for Emma yesterday. Among the comments and the thoughts she had a tremendous birthday...ummm....week. The past 5 or so days have been full of birthday events.
But my favorite one was taking her to Madagascar 2. She is a big girl now and she goes to big girl movies.
So i thought i would be all Mr. Dad tonight with Emma and be a figure to her just after i gave her insulin.
I asked her if she knows what diabetes is? She looked at me and waited for this educating explanation that would clarify ALL questions that she had about it.
But instead it went like this.....

"Well Emma. Diabetes is when your body make the stuff that you need to play and move. And when you move the diabetes doesn't take your food and help you move lots. (at this point she is looking behind me at her BRATS cup, so i know this isnt going so well so i must stop talking so darned ummm...stupid). Actually it means you need insulin so you can play.

Oh my god. How brutal was that. I know when i walked away she had to have rolled her eyes at me.
I think i will stick to explaining an offside or an icing call.

oy vay.

Happy Birthday Baby Girl!

I tell her 5 times a day how much i love her.

I kiss and bite her cheeks easily 3-5 times a day.

I tell her that she is the smartest little girl i know.

I tell her that her eyes can light up the night.

I tell her she is the best big sister ever.

I hug her numerous times a day.

I let her know she is the bravest person i know after every time i pull the trigger on the lancet device.

I dream for her.

I ask her to be a good girl.

I want her to love some one as much as i love her.

Four years ago i didnt know how to do all of this. I did not know what i was capable of. But a little helpless ball of joy changed that for me. Thank you Emma.

And Happy Birthday! You deserve NOTHING but the very best!

I love you.

Dada.

Break

Obvioulsy i am taking a break from blogging about Emma's diabetes. I still lurk on here from time to time and i really enjoy reading your comments when I do actually blog. Even though the penis mightier i will just throw a few pics on here just to let you all know we are alive and well.

One Month ago yesterday....

..I blogged.

One year ago today. Two years ago today.

I knew there was something significantly life changing about this date. But all day i just could not figure it out. Last year if you told me i would almost forget about this i would have told you that you are off your rocker.
Its amazing how times change and how we all adapt and live.

My Bravest

One Year Ago.

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Think about us today.
Thank you.
We almost missed it.

Yous Guys is Killn' Me here...

ETC...

Emma's last A1C taken on September 19th was 6.9.
Well done Momma and Emma.
We are settled in our new home.
Emma is in pre school.
Anna is 7 months old.
My work is busy.
Momma goes back to work in January.
Emma can turn the computer on and go into her games.
The summer is over.
Anna is up so i better go.

What? You have diabetes too? Thats umm..terrific...

About a month ago i was having lunch with the boys in brown. Later on that lunch hour just after them checking their diads about 30 times each and laughing on how assinine the management is. I Learned that one of my co-workers sons was diagnosed with Type 1 about 2 weeks prior. It broke my heart and nearly brought me to tears. It is odd though the second thought that comes to mind for a split second is that "great! now we have someone in common with what we are going through"
But that quickly changes to madness that one of my friends life has changed.

Fast forward 1 month later to the PlayersCup. I was caddying once again for a friend of mine Luke. His girlfriend (since then now his fiance) Nikki has a sister that has Type 1 as well. So there was a natural connection when they came though and visited us here. Other than the fact she just fell in love with Emma and Anna.

So on the first day of the tournament i noticed the other golfers caddies bracelet. So i asked him what it was for. And he too was diagnosed with diabetes over a month and a half ago. (start doing the math here).

We talked about it. He seemed really brave and at peace with the whole thing which i thought was super. I watched him test, and talked about how he feels when he is low, high, etc. Could it be a facad? I don't know. I have never been diagnosed with diabetes when i was 14. So i took it as it was.


Days later i was at Safeway picking up a few things and i was thinking about him. Then i clued in on his glaring blue eyes just like Deb's from UPS. And it clicked. Boy did it click. I got on my phone immediately and called her. That was her son. I thought that was wild.

I had to address that because it is such a crazy ass disease and overtakes peoples lives at times. And This 14 year old was carrying a 50 pound golf bag up and down hills and following excellent etiquette and handling himself like a pro. Something i could never have done at 14 with out diabetes.