AWOL from the D

Hey gang out there! Where have I been? Blogged down with a million things to do, ending with a huge conference my autism support group is putting on this October 21st. I am the Treasurer and I'm doing all Treasurer-y kinds of things. Up to my eyeballs in it. Mired they would say.

And working.
Oh and the three kids.
Oh and the D.

I never thought that the D would take a backseat, but it has these past few weeks as Mommy is mired knee-deep in conference. And you know what? It has all been OK. In fact, it's been refreshing to NOT be weighed down with this number and that number and OH-MY-what-should-I-DO number. The numbers have rolled like water off of a duck's back.

And it's been good.
Hell, it's been great.

I bolus for the 250 and it comes down. I don't have time to sit and wait and watch like a hawk and worry. But you know what - it comes down and I never even watched it once!!!!

I carb-guess and frankly, I didn't do half bad in the crap shoot that it sometimes is. I didn't guilt myself into thinking I did a bad job, when I did a mighty fine job.

I pack her up and off we go - to this meeting, this event, this get together with the committee so I can work. And she does just fine. She manages. I manage. We snack and we graze-bolus and not once do I worry that she is eating or not eating. Flippin' refreshing.

Sometimes it's good to be mired in something else and realize the one thing that I have tried to tell myself since this journey began.

That it's going to be OK.