Friday, May 27, 2016

Field Day!

I am happy to say that this year's Field Day was not nearly as stressful as last year! We are getting this T1 thing down. 
Second graders get to do the "Twin Twirl". It made me sick to watch, but Hudson loved it enough to do it 3 times!

Tug Of War is SERIOUS business. I wish I had a video of all of us parents yelling "PULL!" as the kids were competing. Last year, Hudson's class went undefeated, he didn't know what to do with a loss! But, they ended up in 3rd place out of 6. We will take it:

Daddy came for Tug O' War and other fun:

Sweet friends:

Old fashioned sack race:

My sweet boy and I...Field Day'ing it up. Field Day wears me right out for some reason, but I love time with my boy!

I bought Field Day shirts for Hudson and myself. Field Day was postponed because of bad weather and in that five day period the shirts mysteriously disappeared. In what has to be the most frustrating experience of my life (at least in recent memory), Trent and I literally turned the house upside down for 3 HOURS. The shirts are GONE. We have NO idea what happened to them. It is the strangest thing, but thankfully Hud handled it with grace (and Mommy only cried a little when she saw he was only one of two that didn't have a shirt that day):

 Field Day 2016 in the books! Hard to believe we will have TWO Field Day participants next year!

Zoo with my girls

The girls and I hit up the zoo on a perfect day. There was a threat of rain (that never came) and so the cloud cover kept it cool and perfect. Other than the random high school field trips, it was a great day!

Princess Tea!

Our high school choir held the CUTEST event. They put on a Princess Tea for the little girls. Harper put on her favorite princess dress and off we went:

She was able to take pictures with all of the princesses there. Belle and the Beast:

Her sweet friend Sutton was there:

Merida let her hold her bow:

Tinkerbell was adorable!

Elsa meets Elsa:

It was seriously the cutest thing ever. After the meet and greets, five of the princesses sang a song from their movie. They were amazing! Then there were different stations set up. Facepainting:

Showing off her art:

She took a selfie:

Pin the carrot on Olaf, hosted by Kristoff:

She made her own wand:

Danced with Merida:

And made bracelets:

It was ADORABLE! I can't speak highly enough about it. I can't wait to take both girls!!

18 months

It has been 18 months to the day since Hud was diagnosed with Type One Diabetes. I am pretty sure an 18 month diaversary isn't a thing, but I am also pretty sure that when you are handed that diagnosis and a newborn all within 3 weeks, you celebrate the milestones.
I remember so clearly every emotion I felt that night and the weeks afterward. I remember people (especially the doctors) telling me within a few months, it would be our new normal and diabetes would be background noise. I also remember thinking they were completely insane and that would never happen. Fortunately, they were right and I was wrong. I am thankful for God's hand in every moment of that hospital visit - from our first nurse who had Type One himself and was so patient in explaining to this super pregnant, super hormonal, super emotional mom why I would want an insulin pump for him one day (he was right) to our pediatric endocrinologist who has a T1 brother herself and patiently explained to me in the hallway that no, Hudson was not going to die and no, I didn't do anything to cause this and I couldn't have prevented it.
I remember coming home that first night and being more scared than I was leaving the hospital with a newborn. I just knew we were going to screw up and do something awful to Hud. I am grateful I now know that everything with Type One can be fixed and it is okay.
I remember struggling with how I was going to send him to do the things he had always done and knowing I wanted him to keep doing those things and not feel different or held back from anything. I am so grateful that we took adopted that attitude from the get-go and he hasn't been held back. I am pretty sure the scariest thing I have ever done was send my newly diagnosed son to Camp Thurman for a week. But, I am so glad I did. He did awesome and it was an excellent lesson to me that we could do this.
I am so proud that he knows how to take care of himself. He knows how to dose himself for a snack or meal if he is away from me and how to fix it if he goes low. That's a lot of an 8 year old, but he does it. He goes on play dates, birthday parties, camp, to school and I don't worry much more than I did before diagnosis.
I am grateful that T1 really has become background noise for us for the most part. It is not something I ever expected to happen or something I would want to happen to anyone I love, but I also know there are a lot worse things in the world. I will take it over any number of those things. It has opened the door to meet dozens of wonderful people I never would have met if it weren't for this common bond, and I am so grateful for those friendships. I am grateful to friends that have Type One themselves that reached out to me immediately after the diagnosis and the months that followed to remind me it really was going to be okay. T1 can be hard at times, I don't want to sugarcoat it. I like to say, if I can be a full-time pancreas you can {fill in the blank}. But, I would like to think that we are doing a pretty good job overall. Hud is a shining example of thriving after diagnosis. I am so very proud of him.

Time to swim...apparently...

My crazy kids decided it was warm enough to swim:

However, mama does not think it is so baby girl has to wait. Don't worry, she chalked instead:

And pretended to swim:

Six Flags Pre-K Celebration

Harper and I had an end of Pre-K celebration much like Hudson and I did a few years ago, at Six Flags! I love one on one time with all of my kids. I can't believe my baby girl is finished with Pre-K and ready for Kindergarten. And ready she is.

My (she will always be my) baby girl:

Mini-mine train:

Lucky girls got to ride this ride a few times in a row!

Harper has come far in overcoming her fears of characters!

Pink thing! Everybody that grew up in the Metroplex remembers these! Harper was a fan:

Look at the road, kid ;)

I love this is classic Harper. Life is nothing but joy and fun for her! I pray it always will be!