D365: Day 47
The "gross stuff." Which I like now. :)
April 26, 2011
The "gross stuff." Which I like now. :)
April 25, 2011
D365: Day 46
My baby, on Easter Sunday in her Easter dress. I am so proud of this healthy little bird.
April 24, 2011
D365: Day 45
High-protein! And pretty!
April 23, 2011
D365: Day 44
A glass of wine. Yes. And that is the Little Nutbrown Hair (from the Guess How Much I Love You book) with its ass in the air back there. Don't ask.
April 22, 2011
D365: Day 43
My first attempt baking gluten-free bread. It tastes like a blend of cupcakes, bread, and yogurt. Not too bad.
April 21, 2011
D365: Day 42
My baby girl gardens with her mama, which is exercise for us both!
April 20, 2011
D365: Day 41
The delicious Baby Mum-Mums. In the gluten-free, rice husk flesh. :)
April 19, 2011
D365: Day 40
When I was pregnant, pineapple was the food I craved the most. Now, my fruit of choice is either a ripe mango or a delicious papaya. (Which I ended up hooked on when Chris and I honeymooned in the Dominican Republic. One of the best vacations ever, that one.) Fruit, for some people with diabetes, makes their blood sugars go berserk, but for me, fruit has always been friendly. Thank goodness. Because I eat a ton of it.
April 18, 2011
D365: Day 39
Target, you make me low every. Stinking. Time. It's like the pipe insulin in through the air ducts.
April 17, 2011
D365: Day 38
Only a fellow mom-to-be PWD would understand the need for cupcake wrapping paper. :) Thank you, Lindsay, for the lovely gifts!!
April 16, 2011
D365: Day 37
When Sprinkles isn't out advocating, he sits on my bureau and waits for jewelry to be delivered to his tree.
April 15, 2011
D365: Day 36
Happy birthday to my littlest friend, my happy little bird, and my best buddy.
April 14, 2011
D365: Day 35
Our little gluten-free birthday cupcake for the birthday Bird.
April 13, 2011
D365: Day 34
We practiced making cupcakes for BSparl's birthday. And my little friend helped as best she could. By wearing cupcake tins as hats. Obviously. :)
April 12, 2011
D365: Day 33
Siah, useless little shit that she is, refuses to catch the mouse that is STANDING THREE FEET IN FRONT OF HER.
April 11, 2011
D365: Day 32
I hate when one stupid blood sugar robs me of a decent no-hitter.
April 10, 2011
D365: Day 31
Lamp! Photo of child! And glucose tabs. The standard nightstand of a mommy with diabetes.
April 09, 2011
D365: Day 30
Walking into a candy store makes me wish really hard for a weak little low that would justify a lovely lollipop. What, just me?
April 08, 2011
D365: Day 29
I hate pump blemishes. Do they make Proactiv for pumps?
April 07, 2011
D365: Day 28
Diabetes has a way of working itself into just about everything. In my jewelry box sits my old, fractured Dexcom transmitter. Right there, lookin' all fashionable and whatnot.
April 06, 2011
D365: Day 27
When this washer and dryer set were delivered, just after we bought the house, I had to read the owner's manual to figure out how to use the damn thing. And when the "finished!" chimes first sounded, I thought we had an ice cream man in our neighborhood.
Alas, we don't. But the clothes were dry.
April 05, 2011
D365: Day 26
The standard "eye dilated" photo that every PWD hold so dear. :)
April 04, 2011
D365: Day 25
The box of assorted sugar-free popsicles? Awesome.
April 03, 2011
D365: Day 24
This epitomizes exactly what sucks about diabetes. Four awful lows turned into five wicked highs, and it took hours for me to feel better again. Diabetes sucks. A lot.
April 02, 2011
D365: Day 23
Iced coffee brings me joy that is second only to my beautiful daughter. ;) (I'm KIDDING. Sort of. I really like iced coffee.)
March 21, 2011
D365: Day 11
Happy birthday, Chris!! Here are your low-carb, low-sugar, I'm-lying-about-the-low-carb-and-low-sugar Cookie Monster cupcakes. Love you.
March 20, 2011
D365: Day 10
Disgusting diabetes day.
March 19, 2011
D365: Day 9
Chris and I attended the Rhode Island JDRF Hope Ball in Newport over the weekend, and it was a very inspiring event. But we forgot to take any pictures. So this one, that we took while driving over the bridge, will stand to represent our evening.
March 18, 2011
D365: Day 8
My editorial assistant, Abby, and I visited the "Diabetes: A Deeper Look" exhibit at the Boston Museum of Science last weekend. More on this later via blog post, but for now, let me just say that it was pretty damn interesting walking through a pulsing blood vessel. :)
March 16, 2011
D365: Day 6
While I was trying to edit a vlog post for the Animas site, BSparl discovered that the computer has a camera. That she can look into. And wave to the baby in the reflection.
She presses all the buttons. She licks her hands and presses them against the screen.
This computer probably only has a few weeks left to live. ;)
March 15, 2011
D365: Day 5
A whole pile of people with diabetes, celebrating life and friendship while they house cupcakes from Georgetown Cupcakes. (Thanks to Dayle and Chris for putting this wonderful meet up together!!)
March 14, 2011
D365: Day 4
Kerri (me), Amy Lilly, and Eileen standing on the steps of the House of Representatives in Washington, DC. We advocated on behalf of people with diabetes who live in Rhode Island like it was our job. Because ... it is.
March 13, 2011
D365: Day 3
March 12, 2011
D365: Day 2
There are a hundred different reasons why I want to keep my diabetes well-controlled, but right there, in a dress that's some combination of "cow," "dalmation puppy," and "clown," is the biggest reason of all.
I love that kid. She inspires me to be the best, healthiest mama I can manage to be.
And it doesn't hurt that she has cheeks I want to nibble on.
March 11, 2011
D365: Day 1
Coffee and I go way, way back to when I was a breakfast waitress in college, slinging eggs and refilling people's coffee mugs while wishing away hangovers. (College was a fun, but exhausting, time.) Now, I start the coffee up each morning while I make BSparl's bottle. My, how things have changed.
I used to have to take a 1/2 of a unit of insulin to cover my coffee, but for whatever reason, I don't see the spikes anymore. Maybe it's my post-baby hormones? Maybe it's because my muscle mass isn't at the same proportion as before? Maybe ... maybe?