Today's struggles = time

When life was simpler, I use to complain about the simplest things such as what were we doing this weekend, or why didn't the kids finish their chores when they were asked. Now, my struggle is much greater... Time. It's not a material thing to earn or purchase, it's not something to borrow and return, it's not even something to go see. It's simply God's gift of time. Time for devotion, time for scripture, time for church, time for family, time for rest, time to re-energize ones spirit for the next day's tasks at hand. 

As a mom who can't keep a schedule because life with a diabetic doesn't allow me to, unless you count checking blood sugars and giving insulin shots a schedule. The extra hour I enjoy in the morning I devote to my coffee and scripture reading to start my day prepares my soul for the ups and downs to come. It grounds me. I may only have had 4 hours of uninterrupted sleep and I might be exhausted. But, that isn't my son's fault. I am not in control of my son's diabetes, but I am in control of myself and that is all I need to be for Daniel. 

The struggle with time is it slips away from me quickly with Landon all too fast as well. It seems like I'm just doing something I just did five minutes prior. It's funny with a toddler how repetitive things become. But, to see them nurture and grow... That's the part of time that seems to just stop for a moment. When he recites his colors on objects he sees, or points at the alphabets he sees around him, the shapes he has figured out are all around his little world, how it all works together in the big picture and that numbers really mean something when we count from 1 to 20. This just makes me proud! 

Today I'll continue to work on myself and my struggles with time. I'll find a better way to organize Daniel's blood sugars. His binders and log sheets are beginning to look like a high school locker... Pages are falling out, papers are folded inside, but they are all saved from day one. We did it! Since day one, 01/17/12. I think I'll take the time to organize his log sheets today just so we are ready for basal rates when his pump arrives and my crazy nights of 9pm, midnight, 3am, 6am start!  Then I really won't have any idea of anything unless I write it down and let's hope my penmanship is ledgible when I'm in D-mom zombie mode. 

Staying optimistic! One little thing at a time. It's 5:30am, time to start the coffee, check BG, read my daily devotions, and work on my to-do list for today.