Awareness & advocacy · Everyday life. · Not-so-proud mom moments

The story of three taco shells.

Taco night. One of the best nights ever. Easy to make, everyone can eat them (even Joel with his low carb tortillas), and everyone actually likes them. Our latest taco night was a little frazzled. Because Luke has Robotics Club on Thursdays, Joel and Luke didn’t get home from school until about 6:30 p.m. I… Continue reading The story of three taco shells.

Everyday life.

The perfect storm.

We have a rule at our house. If Luke is home alone, he cannot scooter. Recently, I’ve been rethinking this. He’s 13 now. Very responsible. It should be okay, right? Well, today I’m grateful that we haven’t changed the rule yet. Today is the day that proved that our rule is still a rule… and… Continue reading The perfect storm.

sick day · T1D 101


powerless. adj., without ability, influence or power This describes how I’ve felt for the past four days. No, this describes ME for the past four days. If you know me at all, you know that doesn’t bode well for me. I like to be in control. I like to fix things that need fixed. And I… Continue reading Powerless.

swimming · Tips & tricks

Exercise & blood sugar.

If you’ve been reading my blog for awhile, you’ll know that Luke swims. He’s on the middle school swim team for the months of February & March. And in the “off season,” he participates in a swim club. He had a little over a month break between the summer and the fall seasons. Over Labor… Continue reading Exercise & blood sugar.


Some days are just lucky.

Normally, when Luke is doing something new & exciting (and a little bit stressful) like camp, the first day of school or a birthday party, his sugars go crazy. High, low, low, low, high… there is no figuring out why it’s crazy or how to fix it. So when we went out on the boat… Continue reading Some days are just lucky.

Everyday life. · summer

135 and rising to 46 in no time flat.

It’s SUMMER! We’re pretty flexible, schedule-wise, any time of the year. However, when summer hits, we celebrate by having super flexible schedule for the first week or so. We eat when we’re hungry. We play outside when we feel like it. We don’t really have a set bedtime. We had dinner around 8:30 p.m. on Thursday. (Because… Continue reading 135 and rising to 46 in no time flat.

Awareness & advocacy · family · The beginning

It’s bittersweet.

I love that Facebook shows “Memories” every day. It’s fun to look back and see what happened a year ago, two years ago, five years ago. Lately, though, it’s been bittersweet. The past week or so Facebook has reminded me of Luke’s last elementary activities as a 5th grader… his spring orchestra concert… end-of-year celebrations… Continue reading It’s bittersweet.