Technically it is Thursday at 12:17am – but since I haven’t slept I consider it still Wednesday. Just say’n.
This is Sugarboy – it was last night. I sent him to bed and promised to be up in minute to tuck him in. I got sidetracked and didn’t get upstairs for about 10 min. When I got there I noticed my boy was not in his bed – he was on his floor – in the same position he slept as an infant on my chest. I had all these warm fuzzy feelings remembering such a tender time. I miss the baby time with my kids – I would do it again if I could.
Then I noticed his shirt – It is the back of a JDRF walk shirt. I was confused for a second but I didn’t understand why. Then it hit me – In the time I took to reminisce about my dear boy as an infant – his blood sugar may be dropping. Maybe he didn’t make it to his bed because he is low. Why am I not testing him? Stop standing here taking pictures and get his meter – run!
Turns out his sugars were spot on – the thing is they very well could have been low. I hate that I can’t just enjoy the sweet moments of my kids without the elephant stepping on my damn toes. (BTW those are my toes – and yes my jammies have bubble gum balls on them)
Post Scriptum: I suck at wordless wednesday.