So I was diagnosed with T1D right at the end of college, right before I got married, and right as I started moving around the country for a few years chasing those first few jobs. And right before diving into high risk pregnancies and motherhood (all super new to me bc I did not grow up babysitting or around babies or anything).
I think hitting those life transitions right at the same time that I got handed this admittedly life altering diagnosis muddled some things for me.
I felt that life was super rigid and based around shot schedules and “right” restaurants, “right” friends who would understand bg concerns, “right” everything.
The other week I was asked out to a girls’ dinner with some new people by a professional colleague. So it was a lot of firsts for me bc I hadn’t really crossed that personal boundary yet with the woman who asked me to join them.
I was brave and went. It was the first time I’ve dove into something that socially new for me in a long time…partially bc of the pandemic, but also bc of working motherhood and very tight life scheduling.
I realized that my hesitation to going out wasn’t bc of my T1D as I had previously thought for a lot of years…it was bc I was nervous about being a good addition to their established group. That’s a social concern, not a T1D concern.
Anyway, we had a great time and we’re scheduled to hang out again in a few weeks. Bc working moms have to plan that far out.