A diabetes Lucas-ism

Sometimes on my other blog, I'll post funny things the kids say.  I figured this one belonged here.

I was in the kitchen using rubbing alcohol to clean some gunk off of toys that I was getting ready to garage sale.

Lucas walks in, wrinkles his nose and says, "why does it smell like diabetes in here?"

Man, he's cute.

A walk back in time

This is Lucas and I out for a walk.  We take a lot of walks together in the mornings when the other two are in school.  And it always brings back memories of when Elise and I would take similar strolls through the hood; just the two of us.  Siblings had not yet entered the picture.

Elise at 14 months

One day as we had rounded a corner, we happened upon a fire truck.  Elise was probably only 14 months and had only been diagnosed two months previous.  I thought she would love to look at the shiny truck and see the firemen (it wasn't an emergency, a fire captain used to live in our neighbourhood).  

She was taking it all in when a funny look came over her face.  All the blood drained out and she started to scream.  That bone-chilling cry that only the Mom of a T1 baby knows.  And my heart almost stopped because I realized I had left all of her stuff at home.

I scooped all 18 pounds of her up and sprinted to my house.... about 20 houses away. I quickly checked her and a 52 popped up (funny how after 5 years I can still remember these details). 

I never forgot her bag on our walks after that (funny how I didn't even think about the firemen).

These days, our walks are a whole lot lighter.  Even now, I still have moments of panic when I realize I'm not carrying a meter. Even though I don't have to.

Taking a stroll with my little man

No matter what, diabetes is always there.

No D-Day: Meet Lucas

It's October 1st, and according to George, that means it's No D-Day!  I always have trouble coming up with what to post on, so I'm going to do what I've always done on No D-Day... introduce you to somebody who doesn't get much mention here; This year it's Lucas's turn!


What can I say about my adorable third-born?  There's a reason one of his (many) nicknames is Cutie-cutie-cute-cute.

Almost a year ago Lucas made a very... interesting entrance into this world.  Despite the rocky start, he has fit perfectly into our family right from the beginning.  He is just such an easy baby; the only one of mine who would take a bottle.  He's a great eater, a great sleeper, and an awesome traveller.  His whole schedule was turned upside down when we went to FFL in July, and he barely batted an eyelash.

As you can see from these pictures, he is a happy little man.  They really reflect his personality.  The other day I was at Elise's soccer practice, sitting with Lucas on my lap.  He was being a bit whiny, and I explained to another Mom that he had been so cranky because he was teething.  Her response was, "really... THAT'S cranky?"  It made me laugh... and realize how spoiled I am!

He loves his brother and sister, and lights up when he sees them. Elise, of course, is amazing with him.  And even Mattias is great, calling him, "my brudder!"

 He is my little snuggle-bug.  He loves his Mama, and I love the way he wraps his arm around my neck when I'm holding him.  And his cheeks... SO KISSABLE! 

He turns 10 months in a few days, and it has been so much fun to watch his personality blossom.  I couldn't have imagined a more lovely little man as my number three.

So there you have it... Lucas, meet the DOC.  DOC, meet Lucas... the happiest baby in the world.

(Okay, one more pic... I just LOVE his blue eyes in this one)

My blogging hiatus

And the reason...

Welcome to the world, Lucas Andre... you sure were in a hurry to get here.

But I'm awfully glad to see you.

Lucas was born Saturday, December 8th, after a frantic 60 minute, 100 mph drive to the hospital.  I told Fred that if I had a baby in a car on the side of a road I would kill him.

Lucas came a month early and because of premature lungs, he is still in the NICU.  We are hoping to bring him home today.

Need I say that we are hopelessly in love?