It's always a busy morning getting my kids ready and off to school. My morning routine typically consists of the following:
6:00 a.m. Get up and check Kaitlyn.
6:05 a.m. Have some me-time -- get myself ready for the day, make my bed, prayer/reflection time.
6: 30 a.m. Switch the laundry and unload the dishwasher.
6:40 a.m. Wake up the kids.
6:45 a.m. Make lunches -- including counting and labeling all the carbs on Kaitlyn's lunch for the nurse at school.
6:55 a.m. Wake up the kids (again). Is it just me, or do all kids take forever to get out of bed in the morning?
7:00 a.m. Do the backpack check. Make sure homework and books are packed, lunches are ready to go in all three (sometimes four) backpacks.
7:05 a.m. Start making breakfast.
7:10 a.m. Wake up the kids. I'm about ready to get the squirt guns out…
7:15 a.m. Help make the beds. They can't still be in them if they're being made!
7:25 a.m. Help the kids get "bathroom-ed," dressed, brushed, combed, ribbon-ed, medicine-d, bolus-ed and fed.
7:55 a.m. Load everyone in the car and drive to school.
8:05 a.m. Walk everyone into school. Kisses, hugs and goodbyes.
8:15 a.m. Drive home and let out a huge sigh of relief that we all made it through the morning routine.
OK, to be honest, if it goes somewhat like that, we're having a pretty darn good day. This morning went okay… super busy as always, but when I walked in the door from dropping off the kids at school, I looked at Kaitlyn's breakfast plate, and there was a waffle sitting there that she hadn't even touched! Yikes! After all the hoopla of getting everyone ready to go, I had missed a very important part of my morning! I hadn't checked to make sure Kaitlyn had eaten everything she was dosed for.
Kaitlyn was already sitting in her classroom at school, and I somehow had to get her enough carbs to cover her bolus. I knew if I didn't act quickly, she would go low for sure. Rather than getting back in the car and going to school with the uneaten waffle, I called the school and asked them to pull her out and give her a juice box (luckily, the same number of carbs).
Moments like this just make me crazy! I feel like I try so hard to get everyone properly taken care of, and I still miss something like this. I guess that's the life of a mom with four kids, and one with serious medical needs. I think I need to take the advice of my wise sister-in-law and "be nice to myself." Who cares if the lady in the front office at school thinks I need to "get it together?" I'm sure this won't be the last time I have one of those days. It's time that I give myself a break and recognize the amazing things I do each and every day.
About the author: My name is Kim. My daughter Kaitlyn (the third of our five children) was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes just a few years after my nephew James was diagnosed with the same disease. I'm excited to pair up with my sister-in-law, Jen, to share our story with you!
Disclaimer: The experiences and suggestions recounted in these articles are not intended as medical advice, and they are not necessarily the "typical" experiences of families with a child who has type 1 diabetes. These situations are unique to the families depicted. Families should check with their healthcare professionals regarding the treatment of type 1 diabetes and the frequency of blood glucose monitoring. Jen and Kim are real moms of kids with type 1 diabetes and have been compensated for their contributions to this site.