T1Dmom sometimes I forget there is more to me then that.

Diabetes is a disease that can easily consume you. Especially when it’s your child’s life and health your worried about.

Most days my bed goes unmade, the plates in the sink tower up, and I can’t remember the last time I vacuumed.

But I can tell you how many times I was awake last night testing a sugar or treating a low. I can tell you exactly how many carbs Emma ate for lunch. I can tell you that her last Bolus was exactly 42 minutes ago.

Nights I spend laying awake afraid I could sleep through a Dexcom alarm, trying to calculate when her insulin on board will no longer be on board.

The worry I have for Emma’s future doesn’t revolve around if she will make the right friends, or what career she will go into. No, I worry about the mental and physical weight of diabetes and if she can manage it independently as she grows.

Being a mom to a child with disabilities is hard. It’s endless worry, sleepless night, and panic attacks that we smile through for the sake of our child.

I wanted to take a little time to share this and let the other parents know you aren’t alone!

I see you, you aren’t alone! You are brave, you are strong, and you are the very best parent to your little warriors.