Before kids, I spent much of my life labeling things. As a biologist I was trained in the science of naming (taxonomy) and spent countless hours looking through a microscope at all kinds of invertebrates. Each animal was labeled with a name and classified into groups. When something is labeled, we know how it relates to the rest of the world, we know how it will behave, we know what to expect. At least we think we do.
I am constantly amazed by life’s little surprises. After what seemed liked an eternity of slow, agonizing, and honestly a bit disheartening past weeks, I have finally seen the light at the end of this dark tunnel. Yes indeed, we have traveled through Depression Tunnel and have arrived at Milestone City.
I attended a wonderful wedding this summer. It was spontaneous, informal, beautifully simple and short. The bride had been married once before but still wore white and looked as lovely …
Two years ago a little girl was born. Not breathing on her own, she was quickly rushed to the neonatal intensive care unit. I didn’t know if she was alive …
There are times I’ve felt that Gia doesn’t fit in anywhere. It would seem that she is straddling a line with her feet in two separate worlds. The world full …
When I started out on my motherhood journey, life was quite normal. Aside from one illness, my first-born and I only saw the pediatrician at wellness checks. I read the …
I was going to write about how this process has been exhausting, frustrating, and disappointing. How hard it is to be away from my firstborn when she calls crying everyday …
Dear mom sitting across from me, I will add you in my prayer, if you will add me in yours. Together we will sit here in silence and pray our children healthy.
Change takes time to feel like a new normal. I always feel like I just got here though. No matter what “here” I'm talking about.
While I might secretly wish that Isabella understood how different her life would be without T1D, it’s days like this that I’m reminded that she is not defined by this disease.
