“1 cup of flour, 2 cups of oil, 3 cups of baking soda, 5 cups of milk, 10 cups of chocolate chips (be sure to smash them first). Mix all together and put in two cupcake pans with cupcake papers. Five kisses sprinkled all over the top. Bake for 10 minutes then take them out and put on plates.” That’s Amelia’s recipe for her birthday cupcakes! I think I’ll change the recipe a tiny bit on the 23rd!
Grandma M was visiting and wearing a big, warm, purple jacket, and Amelia said “Grandma, I love your purpleness!!!”
While Grandma and Grandpa B were here right after Flo’s diagnosis, Amelia asked them to teach her the biggest word they knew. I believe they tried to teach her a longer one, but they settled on onomatopoeia! The rest of their time with us, Amelia kept trying to think of more and more onomatopoeias. What a big word for a little girl!
Amelia has such a loving heart. She blows kisses into her hands and sprinkles “love” into anything I cook or bake. She throws hugs and kisses up into the air when she sees an airplane, and she also will leave love with any toy she doesn’t get to take home from the store. If you’ve ever gotten a card in the mail from Amelia, you’re certain to have had a handful of Amelia Kisses fall out of the envelope!Filed under General | Tags: Amelia | Comment (1)
Two weeks ago, on November 14, 2013, (which just so happened to be World Diabetes Day) Florence was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes.
It was the hardest thing Mark and I have ever experienced. Getting that phone call from her pediatrician telling us to rush her to the ER. Having to hold our screaming baby down for 15 minutes while they tried and tried and tried to put an IV in. Watching them try on one hand and fail because she was so dehydrated (despite the water she was constantly drinking). Cuddling her and trying to give her a tiny bit of comfort while the nurses went to the other side of the bed, knowing we would have to put her back down and restrain her while they tried the IV again. Having her cling to us and scream when any medical personnel came into the room, because she was terrified they would hurt her again. It was absolutely, without a doubt, the hardest thing we have ever experienced. The worst part was that we couldn’t explain to her what was happening. All she knew was that Mommy and Daddy were letting some strange people hurt her. Oh, my heart.
Mark and I never imagined we would be told that our baby has a disease with no cure. What parent ever expects that kind of news? In spite of all of the heartache, we are holding strong in our faith. Our God is a strong and mighty God, and He planned out all of Florence’s days before she was born. He knew this would happen and He entrusted her to our care. We are beyond thankful that her disease is one that can be managed by medicine. We are thankful that we live in a time where there are so many medical advances for managing diabetes. We are thankful that she will be able to live a long and healthy life, and will not be limited by this disease. We are thankful that God moved us to this city 6 months ago (and thankful that we obeyed when He told us to go!) because now we have access to one of the nation’s best hospitals for diabetes and endocrinology. We are thankful for her pediatrician, who asked us to come in for blood work and didn’t just assume we were overprotective parents worried that their daughter was drinking too much. We are thankful for the wonderful team of endocrinologists and nurses that are helping us manage Florence’s health. We are thankful for family who is willing to drop everything at a moment’s notice in order to help us in any way they can. We are thankful for friends and family all over the world who have been lifting our little family, and especially Florence, up in their prayers.
We are thankful for Amelia, whose sweet and tender heart is such a breath of fresh air in this stressful time. We are thankful that Amelia is adapting as well as can be expected, and thankful that she does not seem to resent her sister and the attention Flo needs at this time. We are thankful for her caring spirit and her adaptability with this new way of life. We are thankful for her humor and the way she continually makes us laugh, even when we’re feeling the weight of new responsibilities. We are thankful that Amelia continues to treat Florence just as she did before the diagnosis. We are thankful that Amelia is a wonderfully amazing big sister!!!
I am thankful that God gave me such a wonderfully supportive husband. I am thankful that he loves our girls to the moon and back (and then to the moon and back and again and again and again, etc.)! And I am thankful for his patience when I get overwhelmed. I am thankful that he always knows what to do to get a laugh out of his girls, even in stressful and scary times! I am thankful for his strong work ethic. I am thankful for the values he teaches our girls. I am thankful for his intelligence, and for the Excel spreadsheet he made to help me determine how much insulin to give Florence based on the carbohydrates she eats. I am thankful for his extra concern for Amelia, and for his determination that she will not just get our leftover attention. I am thankful for his concern regarding me and New Baby, and thankful that I get to raise another child with him!
We are thankful for Florence’s adaptability, and the fact that she already seems to be an “old hat” at this diabetes business. We are thankful she understands that she must have her sugars tested before she eats, and thankful that she doesn’t fight us when we prick her finger. We are thankful that she will sometimes even sleep through her finger prick at 10pm and 3am, and thankful that when she wakes up she (most of the time) goes right back to sleep when we’re done. We are thankful that she does not scream and fight us when it’s time for her insulin shots – she just yells “DONE! DONE!” until we finish. We are thankful that her sugar levels seem to be regulating, and that we are getting closer to figuring out appropriate insulin doses.
We are thankful, thankful, oh so thankful.
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