4.05.2013
less than perfect
No parent is perfect. We all make mistakes, forget things, behave in less than desirable ways at times. Yet, there is minimal room for error when you are in charge with a medically dependent child, yet I sadly fell into that margin. While struggling against the forces of some flu-y cold strain I forgot to fill Electra's pump with insulin which led to her waking with a BG close to 400.
After deciding that the best remedy to get her number down was an injection, my heart sort of sank. It was 7:00 in the morning and there was my beautiful girl having to waken to a shot because I forgot to fill her pump. The same feeling of mourning I felt when she was first diagnosed overcame me as I wished I could take this situation away, coupled with the admiration for her strength; similar to any parent who wants to protect while sparing their child a painful experience. Yet in the end she endured the shot without feeling a thing.
Sometimes we work so hard to protect our kids from adversity and in the end they become stronger individuals for what they overcome. Electra has already grown so much by understanding the strength that has come from her diabetes. No longer embarrassed or ashamed, she instead has embraced the condition, handles it gracefully while proudly owning the positive aspects that have been gained in spite of the disease. Despite my maternal instinct to spare her from this injustice, I could not be prouder. Those less than perfect moments, however, feel larger than ever when paired with her amazing attitude. Another parenting moment added to the books, another notch to the humility belt as I realize daily how much I am learning from my children.
"While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about."
3.14.2013
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