Tomorrow is the day I have been thinking about all month. The big 1 year anniversary of the day that changed our lives. Yep, almost 1 whole year since Justin was diagnosed.
Proudly, I have made it 364 days without major incident... until today.
Here's my "mom of the year" moment for today... for the past 2 weeks I have been in training and our daily routine has been a little off. I have been waking up at 5am and still not going to bed until the usual midnight/1 ish/2 ish. My mother in law (God bless her) has been here at 7am every morning so I can get to class on time. She then returns by 2:30 to stay with the kids until I get home around 4:30ish. At that point; I finish up homework with kids, dinner, Boy scouts, Girl scouts, I do my homework, showers, dishes, deposits and budgets for the PTA... blah blah blah. Needless to say I am tiered.
Now I know the working mom's out there snicker at my mere list of things to do, but please keep in mind that I have not "worked" in 10 yrs and am a little out of practice.
So this morning... 5am rolls around and I am wondering why I ever complained about 6... I get up, stumble to the coffee pot and the morning goes as planned...
I leave to take Justin to a friends so that he can ride the bus (Leighanna has to be at school early for guitar practice- my mother in law is taking her). At this point all is well and I am on the road. THEN... about 30 minutes into my drive, I start replaying the morning in my head.
"What am I forgetting"? My homework, the kids homework, Justin's snack/lunch, my lunch... no, I did all that.
Okay Lora, what did you forget? Did I brush their hair? Yes Lora, you brushed their hair!
Teeth... did they brush their teeth? DID I BRUSH MY TEETH?.... Teeth check... phew, I did.
Hmmm... think- think think (as Winnie the Poo would say)
Okay, Justin's sugar was 91 this morning... Insulin........ Insulin........... ummm Insulin.........
OH S#&!... that's right, I said "S#%!". (LOUDLY)
OMG... I gave it to him right?... Surely, I wouldn't forget! (Oh yes- I forgot)
By now, I am more than 45 minutes away and my son was shipped off with no insulin on board.
Seriously... who in the world felt as if I am equip for this???
I quickly called my mother in law... OMG... NONNIE... (as if I really want her to know how much my parenting sucks ~right?)
So Nonnie's pulling a u-turn in the mini (van that is) and I call the school looking for the nurse.
I will say that we have the best nurse ever at our school. How do I know this? Well, after 364 days of dealing with me... she surely thinks I am a nut... however, she never says it to my face (I would sincerely like to thank her for that).
In the end Justin's sugar was surprisingly not that bad... he actually ran on the low side today.
(and no I do not think I double dosed him... lol)
If he survives my parenting it will be a miracle for sure :) Heck... It will be a miracle if I survive my parenting.
Here's to another 364 days without incident!!