@Nickyghaleb has already essentially started this thread beautifully. And maybe this thread has a narrow audience. But I hope that it is helpful to anyone that it can reach.
In watching the reactions to the discussion from the “14 hours without insulin” thread, it struck me which posts resonated with which people. Not scientific, but probably not without something to learn there.
I was diagnosed at 21 years old, newly engaged, wrapping up my Bachelor’s degree in Aviation-Flight when I suddenly needed to learn how to keep myself alive and keep myself employable since T1D tanked my career. I managed all of those things with gusto and impressed all of my doctors, professors, employers. I am not bragging. I am saying that I was succeeding at a big challenge and I found identity in that.
Fast forward to 26 years old…I successfully completed my first pregnancy. My child was born hypoglycemic for the first few hours because the hospital was using the wrong insulin dosing chart for my three days of labor. But he recovered and (knock on wood) has shown no signs since. What he did have, though, was colic. 14 weeks of 23 hours of screaming a day. I was home for six weeks on maternity leave and then started negotiating the world of working motherhood because I carried the health insurance. Also had to learn to navigate day care relationships but that is another story. I accepted the fact that I couldn’t just go on a walk whenever I needed to for BG. I accepted the fact that sleep deprivation was going to happen. A lot. I accepted the fact that pre-bolusing was risky because if it’s just me with the kiddo and something blows up with the kiddo, as it often happened with colic and let’s be honest, just with kids in general, that things could go off the tracks in a hurry.
Then I had my second healthy kiddo at 29 years old. He did not have colic, but he was still a baby with a lot of needs. Adorable and exhausting needs.
My kids are 8 and 5 this summer. I have more breathing room on letting them play out front in the culdesac…because I can run up to the porch to test anytime I need to or grab a juice if necessary (Cars get lost in our neighborhood and whip around in our culdesac and generally don’t watch for kids playing. I also teach my kids to stay on sidewalks as much as possible bc we’re not heathens.) I have more room to pre-bolus bc sh!t doesn’t go sideways as fast or as often with kids at this age. I am getting more sleep. I can take more walks when I need to…but that also depends on my husband’s work schedule and if he’s sleeping for a night shift, etc.
Point is: Caring for myself and being sole caretaker much of the time for my kids changes the game from where I WAS. I am motivated. I am intelligent. I am observant. But my current care plan still doesn’t seem to be meeting my needs without leaving a massive footprint on family life. This is not without trying: I’ve hired a consultant CDE, I’ve tried a new insulin after 12 years on a different one, I’ve tried new pump sites, I’ve logged everything, I’ve changed my bolus timing and size for site care, I’ve changed my diet, I’ve danced Islet Cell Rain Dances (just kidding…I might have done that once when drunk but who knows), I’ve diagrammed the heck out of my hormone cycles and know things about insulin resistance due to hormones that no healthcare provider seems to know, but I’m still a “B-” diabetic putting in the effort of an “A” diabetic.
I have to conclude, to at least some degree, that being responsible for other living beings in addition to myself changes my T1D self-care. To this point, it has taken up some of my bandwidth in a way that generally produces less-tight BG control. I have to imagine that I am not alone in that. Having children is a process that obviously directly impacts your body in a way that impacts your T1D. But it’s so much more than just physical.
[And I don’t think I need to say this, but my children are wonderful and I love them like crazy and they are my world.]
What do other T1D moms find helpful? What are the hacks? What are the mental parameters? Where do you draw the line of “good enough”? What is your “after” like compared to your “before”?