It was a successful All Hallows Eve night at our house if I do say so myself. This being our third one in... my nerves are not as uneasy as they once were.
That first year was a bugger for us. Justin had just been diagnosed 10 days earlier and here I was... faced with HALLOWEEN!
All I had in my armory at the time was a list from our CDE with estimated carb counts and the words "let him be a kid first" swirling trough my aching brain.
But there was more than that...
How was HE going to react.
How was I going to handle the mounds of sugar filled packages that he was collecting that night.
My kids have never had free reign of the booty, but would I limit it more? I just didn't know.
The next several weeks after that first Halloween were filled with a few tears and anger. We were still making adjustments, so there were times when candy wasn't an option. Even so... we survived.
The second year(last year) also had its challenges. Justin went low a couple times while tricking for treats. The process itself was somewhat tiresome, but the few weeks after were better compared to the year before.
Then there was year three. THIS YEAR. By golly... I think we've got it. I tried not to give D much thought. While on the candy path... I slipped Justin a Reese PB Cup and then a Juicy Juice a little while later for good measure. I know this sounds like something only a irresponsible D mama would do, but I didn't even make him stop to check his bg(gasp). I simply went on instinct and let him be "a kid first".
When we got home and settled down. Justin's bg came in at a nice 110(Exhale). Some days are good :)
Today, I even slipped a Three Musketeer in Justin's lunch box; just like I use to do BEFORE Diabetes came along.