Those 3 Little Words
They roll of my tongue, unbidden. When she walks down the stairs rubbing sleep from her eyes, running out the door to catch the school bus, as I tuck her in and kiss her goodnight.
"Did you check?"
Because my first thought every morning and my last thought every night is if she's in range. How early do I need to correct and bolus for breakfast? Is she safe to go to sleep? Does she need to snack?
But I'm trying really hard to get back to what those 3 little words used to be. "I love you." Because I don't want diabetes to define her. I want to focus on her. How her day was, what she wants for breakfast, plans for the weekend, converse about what she's excited about. I want her to be Caitlin, a sassy, strong, sarcastic little lady who loves One Direction, her Bff's, Starbucks Frappucccino's, and, who just happens to have Type 1 Diabetes.
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