Diabetes or 5...hmmmm.

Interesting week kicked off when Lindsey Kate and herself went crazy 'rouge' on me Monday afternoon about 4 o clock. She seemed just fine since pickup at preschool around 2 ~ but just like THAT ~ in an amazing matter of 15 minutes ~ she can turn into the cranky diabetic drunk. She was arguing with me after school so strongly about her snack ~ she had already had crackers and a sf Popsicle ~ but as we got ready to head to soccer practice for Carter she shifted into massive fit mode. NOW, I am serious when I say I am paranoid that something is wrong ~ all the time. BUT, I was suspect of the dramatic crying..all while I get Carter ready with water bottle, soccer ball, shin guards, etc. I just ignored her walking into walls and being a girl with they histrionics ( ugh ) Finally by the time we got to the car ~ she's says the magic words that stop my heart .... MOM, I think I'm gonna barf.

WHHHHHATTTT? I workout daily specifically for the purpose of being faster in these situations ~ I moved like a superhero from pulling out of the driveway to holding her over my back bushes to yak. WE ARE NOT throwing up in the car kids. EVER. She does her deal and then calmly walks back to the car...now , what to do? Shut down the show and stay home... I'm starting to worry about the effect Carter may feel from being pretty much wrecked as much as us by the schedule changes, skipped events and crying needle episodes.

So, I grab a peppermint for LKC ~ I throw out my massive sonic drink and threaten LKC and off we go. She cries the entire ride ~ saying now her head hurts, her hair hurts, her brain hurts...drama drama.

We get to soccer in our traveling van of sickness ~ I'm 10 minutes from a total meltdown ~ I notice in the rear view mirror ~ which watching LKC during her meltdown ~ that I have completely forgotten to comb my wet hair straight from the shower...ahhhh ~ soooo doesn't matter but just a sign of the crazy times. By now she has me convinced something is wrong ~ I run her through the parking lot to the bathrooms ~ which turns out just to be a place to hang out ?!? She suddenly is recovered ~ whether from peppermint or attention or the fact we still went onto soccer and she isn't in control??!

We get back to the car and blood test ~ points here are that I'm getting accustom to testing our blood more than our 4 times of injections a day. It's just a fact of life ~ I hate the sticks but I have to know and she is getting much better. We are fans of our middle and ring finger ~ best stick even with the poker on 3. Soooo ~ what do you know ~ perfectly fine ~ 93... hmmm. What was it ~ what did I do ~ how did we get here?

Then the crazy starts in my head ~ is she just pretending, has my 5 year old learned to throw up on cue? Am I going to have a totally full head of gray hair by June? Do I need insulin ? Is this really my life ?!

I walk her to the park benches, put on my shades and sit with her ~ she gets the sun on her face, starts smiling and then pronounces herself healed. Good grief. I'm glad but also feeling way spent with barf on my flip flops, wet hair and generally a sense that I just went several rounds in a ring of Mom boxing..luckily a dear friend waiting just take me with a grain of salt and we chat the rest of practice away bout none diabetes stuff ~ but man ~ it's a road of all sorts of twists and turns.

OK ~ two pics attached of my beautiful twerps ~ Carter got a 'cool' haircut yesterday and pronounced that he needs more hair product ?? ~ is he watching What not to Wear? Hair product? We are a whole 8 in May so ~ I guess it's time to let go of the Mom issued total head shave haircut. Lindsey Kate is extra happy today is egg dying day at school ~ with several eggs in her backpack we boiled today ~ she was concerned my lateness was going to make them hatch in her backpack?! ~ and is ready to wear her Easter dress all weekend ~ we managed pigtails today and ribbons ~ so if the rest of the day crashes and burns we all had cute hair for two hours.