the ultimate christmas tree story

one lovely saturday our family of 7 heads out to get a christmas tree. naomi would not come without her little doggie wrigley to make our family outing complete. it was nice for a minute until levi hit max in the face with his beaded necklace he got from the parade. levi being defiant wouldn't hand it up so max ripped it out of his hands (which made levi mad). thirty seconds later max and noah start arguing about i don't know what and noah jammed max with his elbow because max wouldn't stop doing whatever it was that noah told him to stop doing...tears-crying-yelling.... and we aren't even to the tree farm yet which is only 10 minutes from our house. finally we pull into the tree farm! thankfully they are still selling trees or i don't know what would have happened. the first field we drive up to we get out of the truck and the first thing kevin sees is this cute small tree that would be lovely in our crowded living room. we agree a small tree would be nice this year so we tell the kids and marlee starts to cry her eyes out. "it isn't big enough" "i don't like it" and so on. levi is ranting that it is stupid and saying "i don't like that cokesoke bosoke ugly tree. " naomi is walking around with wrigley who poops a not so pretty poop. she faithfully picks up the poop in the bag (which is like diarrhea) and puts it into the truck. i keep looking around and the trees are few so i walk over to the next field. kev drives over there and smells the poop and you can imagine what happened to that bag of ----. and so the story goes on. " i walk through the second field with most of the kids (kevin and noah are in the truck) marlee finds a cute tree and it is all good until tell everyone to come around for a picture-which i like to do every year of the kids. the only 3 who show up are marlee (because it is her tree that she found so now she is happy) naomi who is pretty content, and noah who can't wait to cut the tree down. so i got a picture of three of them anyway. " max is hiding behind a really fat tree (that we loved but it would take up half the living room and had things living in it)crying terribly because he wanted that tree. the mean mom in me was like "seriously, get over it and come here and get in the picture before my head explodes!" " levi was getting too cold and went into the truck. i was so annoyed that i told kevin to just cut it down. so noah starts to cut it with the sawzall and it dies. kev didn't think it died so he got down to finish the job and it was dead. noah goes to get the hand saw (which we have learned to take because this isn't the first time it has died on us) and levi is in the truck jumping over the seats with the saw in his hands laughing like a crazy nut. he ran away from me before i could strap him in his seat yelling hahaha... i sit in the truck because i half want to cry and have lost hope of this being fun and getting a good picture. kevin gets it cut so i get a proud moment picture of him and noah. " then the tree guy comes with rope to tie it onto the top of our truck. i let them deal with it (because i was rounding up all the other kids into their seats. i see that naomi has dog poop on her snow pants so she freaks and takes off her boots and snowpants in the field. noah has dog poop on his coat somehow. i lift up wrigley and he smells so check him out and his butt is full of poop. gross stuck to his fur messy poop. i grab the first thing i see (which ends up being a school paper of marlee's) and try to wipe of the poop. it is just too messy for any good cleanup. marlee sees the paper and starts yelling at me that it is her special paper and how terrible i am that i used her paper and on and on and on... i can't get wrigley clean so i walk him around-i was actually ready to walk home but i had to pay the tree guy and he wasn't around yet and i didn't want our family to look completely nuts-and waited till the boys had the tree tied up. somehow we all got in the truck. i was steaming mad because i didn't get our "happy" family picture and wrigley was down by my feet with his dirty behind. we drive out ready to go home and banish the kids to their rooms and naomi starts yelling "the tree is falling off!" and by golly it was just hanging by a rope off the side of the truck. can this get any better? it is usually my job but kev knew i had it and didn't even ask at the tree farm for my help. we get it reattached and make it home. of course with fighting and antagonizing done by a few sweet children with a few lovely punches again because they just can't resist themselves. seriously. i can't believe this is our tree story. but we are a real family with real crap that goes on and the sweet picture didn't happen but a memory that has traumatized my brain will always be with here with us. i hope you enjoy this little snippet of our lives and know that every family has their stuff. we just don't see it or don't want to. i need to remind myself it is the birthday of our King we are celebrating. this "stuff" can't take away from why we celebrate in the first place. so MERRY CHRISTMAS! amyjo

poopy diabetes...

written in may 2013...................this is what marlee grumbles lately when we need to check her blood sugars often or when we have to change her pump site. the site changes are not easy emotionally for her. these are usually the times when she says she hates diabetes. she will cry about how she is different than everyone else and get mad about having to do all the stuff we have to do everyday to keep her healthy. most of the time it is ok and it is just part of the routine. it is the times when she doesn't want to wash her hands or she wants to eat candy and she can't because she is too high. i just have to say that diabetes sucks for my dear daughter. for some good news we have had the pump for a few months and it has gone great. marlee's A1C went down to 7.9 which is great for kids! her blood sugars have been averaging 186 which is also great for her. our great dr. said marlee's numbers are like an adults when you look at her chart. we are so blessed and thankful that we have not had too many rough times with her diabetes so far. and the times she has been sick we have been able to handle it without going to the ER. marlee says how much she does not want to ever go back to the ER, she would rather go the hospital. i have tried to explain that they are in the same building but she just doesn't get it. it has almost been a year since her diagnosis. i can't believe it...there has been so much i have learned this year. i never thought i could do shots, check blood sugars, count carbs, remember how many carbs are in food, learn about and handle the insulin pump, and support marlee in all that she feels about this business...

the fear...

her fear will go away at some point from all this. changing the site for her pump is the worst. i can take off the old and prep everything for the new but attaching it to her body is her fear right now. and it breaks my heart. especially when she tells me she doesn't want this thing hooked up to her body. i get it in with a lot of crying on her part then yelling at me that she wants to go back to shots. i hate that i have to do it at all. the tears thankfully don't last for long. by the time we had to suspend it for her to get in the shower she tells me the site looks like a boat. i am so thankful that she can find humor in it! marlee's blood sugars have been great for the first week of being on the pump. it has freed us of constant shots. i still think of how young she is and how much she has gone through in 8 months. soon my little sweetie will be 5. i feel she was robbed of some of her 4th year and has been forced to grow up quickly. and often i know that God made her with such sunshine in her personality that he is going to do big things for her because of diabetes.

day 2 on the pump

so, the night was a little rough with a low of 65 and 86. had to give marlee a juice box 2x during the night but she didn't remember a thing. i checked her blood sugars five times between 10pm and 6:45am. long night for mommy but great #s this morning. the whole day was really good with the pump. a few lows but our educator helped me adjust the pump numbers to marlee's needs. i just have to say what a blessing this is already. there is so much freedom and the shots will be rare. i have to tell you the best part of today was punching in marlee's carbs on her insulin pump then placing it back in her pouch and having her ask me "mommy, don't you need to give me a shot?" and my response being "NO, i just have to push a few buttons" and having her face light up with a hugemongous smile and saying "oh, cool" how awesome is that! and i say pretty awesome... i love this little girl. God sure made her with much joy in her heart!

pump life

7 months since diagnosis and we are now live on the insulin pump! it seems like forever ago and just like yesterday. i can still remember life before diabetes. it was so uncomplicated. just have to hope and pray that the pump will uncomplicate marlee's life more. so amazed at how well she takes this all in stride. i learn a lot watching her live so happy!

a new beginning...

so, we are on saline on the pump since last friday. amazingly it has gone really well. the most awesome thing is that marlee absolutely LOVES it. even with the saline. she is bummed that we are going to take it off for a few days until we get the insulin for it in a week and a half. we are still doing her shots but she has already become attached to it! praise God for that! He has blessed marlee with such an amazing attitude and a sweet spirit to deal with all this. and it is going to be so much easier and accurate-gotta love that. i am just excited about this. i am not fearful which is pretty amazing-and how could i be with a 4 year old so looking forward to this:) God-You are so so good...

12.12.12

just a cool date. i had to post something...

heaven

i did church at home with the kids yesterday. in our discussion we talked about how our bodies are not perfect but when we get to heaven they will be new and perfect. no more diabetes, no more cracked hands or feet, no more 2 colds(which is what marlee calls her cold today), no more headaches. we talked about how we are living in our eternity here on earth and how we need to live each day with God being in the first place in our hearts, actions, and thoughts. well, a little while later marlee comes up to me and tells me she wants to die. it took me a minute to process, then she said because she wants to go to heaven so she doesn't have diabetes anymore. i wasn't quite sure what to say and i know i need to have further discussions with her. diabetes stinks but she has this for a reason. some reason that her smiling, beautiful personality will be made stronger and she will be able to somehow use this experience to help someone else out. i love her and i know God is running the show. i still wonder "why marlee?" but i hope to help guide her to where she and i can be a blessing to others through diabetes.

christmas baking

today was a wonderful day. marlee, naomi, levi and i went to my mom and dad's for some baking. my sister in law and her kiddos were there too! it was great to bake with the cousins. it did bring on its challenges with a 4 year old with diabetes who likes to lick the batter and try a piece of everything we were making. i can't even remember how many shots i gave her for whatever she put in her mouth. thank heavens she doesn't complain about the shots. i tell her "you will need insulin if you want to try this" and she looks at me and says "just give me more insulin, i want another cookie." the pump will be easier when we get started the end of the month. i then will just have to push a button!

forgetting

the other day i was getting marlee (and everyone else) ready to eat-i put the needle on the syringe figured out how many carbs dinner was then took the needle off and dispensed it before i even gave marlee her insulin. i was in a blur. this seems to be happening a lot to me lately. my mind is in a blur of busyness. mostly good but at times feeling like i have lost my mind.

a lot

so much has been going on here. in the beginning of september our family (other than daddy) got hand, foot and mouth disease.

intro to pump...

today was our intro to pump day for marlee. we have much information from kev's mom about the insulin pump and know that it is a much easier way to handle insulin so we have been moving as quickly as possible with the goal of getting marlee on the pump. levi has been pointing to this day on the calendar saying "pump". marlee came with us to the appointment. we talked through much of the information with our nurse and then she attached the pump to marlee. she showed us how to place the port in her and then how to attach it. for now it is empty. this is just a trial to see how her skin does with the adhesive and also how she does having it on her all day and nite. when she first got the needle put in she did great. a few seconds later she looked like she was going to start to cry and said she didn't want it on anymore. we then talked to her about how this is a practice one and her real one will be pink and sparkly or however she wants it to look. when we got home getting her down for a nap with it was a little hard at first. she came out crying saying how she didn't like it (i thought it was the whole thing) but she only wanted it to be pink... you gotta love her fashion sense:) she has never liked sticky things on her-especially in the ER. so, i hope she will start to have some understanding that having this will help us stop doing shots every time she eats something. so, after swimming and time for shower marlee wanted the port off again and naomi totally took her mind off it by talking about princesses and fairies and they played in the shower. in that time together naomi also talked to marle about how the pump works and how it will give her the insulin a little at a time (as naomi learned how it works from grandma). naomi just floored me tonite as to how much she loves and cares about marlee. it is one of those moments when i looked at naomi and was so thankful for the wonderful little girl she is. she knows how to comfort marlee and is a natural caretaker. so, we will do the pump but now until october or november as they want you to wait about 6 months after diagnosis. marlee also starts preschool and we don't want to many new things at once. so we will keep doing what we are doing and take each moment as it comes...

trusting

oh Lord i put my trust in You... raising children is not an easy job. i take my parenting very personally which is not always a good thing. we raise them with good morals and teach them what we believe. letting them make choices and suffer the consequences is part of life. the part i struggle with is why did you make that not so smart choice in the first place. i raised you better than that. but, they will grow and continue to make bad choices. i am learning again a lesson of trust. i don't understand why children make bad decisions as i don't understand adam and eve's sin in the beginning of creation. God knows the big picture. i am a small part of it. all this while i need to remind myself that i make not so smart choices yet too and i am an adult-role model-mom. i praise you oh God for i am fearfully and wonderfully made. and this is the face i may want to make when bad choices are made. but you can't beat the way levi does this one...

mad at diabetes

i think i am going through the anger process of marlee having diabetes. right now i think every bit of it sucks. from taking her sugars all the time. making sure she isn't getting low if she plays for too long. listening to her 4 year old voice saying "i don't want you to check my sugars again mommy." constantly pushing her to eat all of her meal so she doesn't feel sick from not eating the amount of food we gave her insulin for. the shots-they feel neverending-almost 300 needles now. the carb book. figuring out how many carbs and how much insulin to give marlee for a meal. sometimes forgetting how much insulin i just gave her and hoping it was correct. writting all the numbers in her journal which i have often forgot until the end of the day then trying to remember from notes i have all over and numbers on the glucometer. taking time from the other kids because i am trying to make sure i have each of her meals figured out. not being able to let her go to bible school or a movie without us being there to make sure nothing goes wrong. i am just feeling that so much of her freedom is gone. she will always be dependent on insulin-shots or soon the pump. i know there is so much good that will come from this too but right now i am having a hard time looking beyond it. feeling like i am doing pretty good and then having this anger pop is catching me off guard. i thought i was handling it pretty well. and my word trust pops in my head as i am writting this. that is what it is all about for me. ok, thanks God:) this is not my battle to handle, it is His. thanks God. these photos were taken in april-about a month before her diagnosis. i want her to always feel as free as she was here. she is so wonderful, so beautiful, so loving, so happy, and such an innocent child. i love you marlee girl...