tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post1664911938095979489..comments2024-01-22T00:46:35.341-08:00Comments on Our Diabetic Life: Messing upMerihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09752883120541646427noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-83438002990943778622014-04-22T10:37:23.085-07:002014-04-22T10:37:23.085-07:00Thank you for sharing this experience. My son was...Thank you for sharing this experience. My son was diagnosed at 17 and I shudder everytime I think of the stupid thing I said after we drove home from the GP/endo trip. I have apologized to him for it but still let the guilt kick me from time to time. Because of his age, I've needed to be on the sideline from the beginning of this T1D journey but I hope he hears me when I tell him how proud I am of him and all his accomplishments including his health management. <br />Thanks for reminding me that being human is well, messy most of the time.<br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-26253355095552083382014-02-07T11:06:28.501-08:002014-02-07T11:06:28.501-08:00martin freeman gif ftw!
dude, every parent has do...martin freeman gif ftw!<br /><br />dude, every parent has done exactly (or a version of) this. every one! (and you're three times more likely to have it happen than me!) it's called being human. all we can do is hope to turn it into a teaching moment to let our kids know we are not perfect, sometimes we say things we don't mean and as long as we acknowledge it we can move on. great lessons for them to learn as they grow and make mistakes as well, ya know?<br /><br /><3shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08895190983814591749noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-5390432357785666432014-01-29T18:39:11.144-08:002014-01-29T18:39:11.144-08:00yep...been there, done that, hated myself for it, ...yep...been there, done that, hated myself for it, apologized and tried to move on!Denise aka Mom of Beanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05726979027850619807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-33892234028617923052014-01-29T12:05:32.328-08:002014-01-29T12:05:32.328-08:00I love you. #thatisallI love you. #thatisallKarenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05853213615426205881noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-8525921519197008912014-01-28T15:56:22.215-08:002014-01-28T15:56:22.215-08:00Thank you, Meri. What a beautiful admission. I hop...Thank you, Meri. What a beautiful admission. I hope your truth resonates with many many other D moms. Having grown up a child with diabetes, severely impacted by language, I also feel a need to say thank you personally. You apology extends all the way to me somehow. I wonder if my mom thought about the implications of subtle phrase changes. Even if she didn't, I think that if she read this, she would and that means the world to me. Thank you for sharing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-25659821561423911502014-01-28T14:56:58.178-08:002014-01-28T14:56:58.178-08:00"I often wish I were the perfect mom who knew..."I often wish I were the perfect mom who knew all the perfect things to say to make it all better all the time. I know such a mom probably doesn't exist, so in the mean time..."<br /><br />I'm just curious........when was 'being perfect" defined as never making a mistake? I was either absent that day or missed the memo. I think this whole story exactly defines, to the letter, a perfect mom. Period.<br /><br />Just my two cents.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14886092202667626175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-51627227933259779772014-01-28T06:35:37.300-08:002014-01-28T06:35:37.300-08:00Your story has a happy ending. You're right--...Your story has a happy ending. You're right-- we're not perfect. But you did the right thing. Rejoice in the happy ending. Leave the guilt on the doormat.StephenShttp://happy-medium.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5248101319829846491.post-52643606054509451642014-01-28T00:02:00.748-08:002014-01-28T00:02:00.748-08:00you are teaching your child the greatest gift - gr...you are teaching your child the greatest gift - grace. he offers up such sincere acceptance of your apology because he has seen you do it. i believe this is one of the most important things we can teach or children in managing t1d, that sometimes there is no reason, we can't obsess about it - we just treat it and move on, but if we do have a lapsed moment of frustration over the "why" we can later take that deep breath and put that one number in perspective. Meri, I hope you know how much your honesty over all of these little moments means to me. There are times I feel like I am just failing, and failing and failing when it comes to diabetes care...then I read that you have these moments, too. I read about the resiliency of your boys and know that these minor moments will not dictate the future but things turn out great. I appreciate you so much. Thank you. Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03210820513382353417noreply@blogger.com