Every night before my daughter goes to bed, we play in her room for a while, read her a story, brush her teeth, and then I cuddle with her before she goes into her own bed. Every night she puts her hand between the slats of her toddler bed and I kiss it. She then pulls her hand back and kisses her own hand. How sweet! I never want to forget this (and a million other things).
My son's routine isn't as sweet or endearing. It's not just because of his age, but his condition. He has to take an injection of long-lasting insulin, test his blood sugar, which consists of a finger prick to get the blood on the test strip. If he's within range, then he can brush, floss and rinse. If he's below, then he has to take fast acting glucose tablets/soda. If he's high, well, that's another injection of a different insulin. I wish he could have a night time ritual more like his little sister's. Maybe not quite as child-like, but certainly as painless.
Being that I can't undo what nature has insisted upon and I can't turn back the hands on the clock, I'm trying to help raise funds to cure type 1 diabetes. Please help me, if you happen to be reading this. Please make a donation, no matter how big to jdrf.org or joslin.org. If you like to shop, you can visit sugarcubesociety.etsy.com where crafters from all over the country have contributed their goods for the greater good. Thank you SO much!
My love to you all, but especially you!
