Crossfitting, pancreas acting, single mum to three
Featured Post – please see disclosure page for details As parents, it is natural to worry about our kids. It might be a worry about school or if they have friends and questioning whether they are happy and fulfilled in life. However, there is one worry that some parents deal with silently, and some don’t…
I am in battle, and I am losing. It is 2.15am – I don’t recall the last time I typed at 2am. Probably during finals week at University all those many moons ago, when I thought I would be able to catch up on sleep in later life. Or maybe when the children were babies…
Improved? How can a chronic, incurable, condition that arrived unexpectedly one day at our door improve our lives? Am I mad? Or just blindly optimistic. Let me explain. I like most people, felt cheated, alone, highly fecked off when Type 1 invaded our world. Yet, I took the mindset that it would not stop my…
What about us? I know, I run the risk of sounding like a stroppy teen (which I have plenty of experience of). But what about the parents of the kids with Type 1. Yes, the kids take top trump, inequivalently – they win, on the got it worse scale. It is their body, their condition,…
It has been almost a decade since my daughter was diagnosed with Type 1. Like most incredible life events, I remember it as clear as bell, I can replay the scene in my mind and the days running up to it with perfect clarity. (Which is ironic, as I cannot remember where I put my…
