Dr. Strict and the Overnighted Meter

It's 12:30am, and I'm kinda behind as usual, my baby just NOW settled down and fell asleep. Whew, it's tough traveling and making beds, getting them all jammied, teeth brushed, book time and into beds. (Carter wants the SAME two books every night lately, I know them by heart.) (and we might need new ones soon..they're all repaired and taped.)

Because I'm a sucker for a puppy in argyle socks and a bowtie.  He lives with us now.

Fresh clams.  Mmm.

Because the girls thought all the big-eyed animals needed their hair done.  Heaven forgive us for using so many bows.

We rotate sleeping arrangements based on what our room/rooms look like.  Tonight is two beds, a sleeper sofa, and a crib.  That means we have to make a bed, wait on the crib to be delivered, and sometimes make it (sheets/complete cover).  It's a wild time of jumping on the bed and loudness.  They are generally so excited to be out of the van! OoO

Mary Claire's Enlite sensor came off tonight.  I'm not putting it back on till morning.  I'm exhausted!  And she had pasta, so I don't think she'll go low tonight. ; )  She also ran out of insulin tonight (thank you, pasta!).  We've changed four sites now total on our trip.  Not that bad with all the sandy swimming!

Trip tally: two lost sensors, four site changes, three under 40 lows in Ocean City, two under 40 lows in Philly, and a few highs post swimming (without pumps on!).  We've swagged about 40 meals.  For reals.  (and CalorieKing rocks.  Love that thing.  Most of the time.  Except it has no Baconator.  Or Chick-Fil-A small cookies and cream shakes.  Or Burger King's crispy chicken sandwich..)

Clay is always fine since he is swimming and playing hard.  Mary Claire is more the lay-out-for-a-tan/get-her-feet-wet-to-cool-off, so she goes high. ; )

Oh, and we had to order a new meter and have it overnighted..we lost one in one of our hotels.  Oops. (and our endocrinologist is super strict now about them NOT SHARING a meter!  Dr. Strict would not like the day and a half of double blood sugar checks..which makes little Miss FollowTheRules not like it one bit either..especially if he's higher than her! And it tries to send to her pump and update her sensor!  Eeekk!)  But a big shout out to Medtronic for taking great care of us and having a new one sent to our hotel!!  (I was a crying, sobbing, stressed mess for a while..I just can't keep everyone happy all the time.)
 

And we checked only two cousins' blood sugars. : ) They were so awesome, love them!  And they asked very thoughtful questions.  It was truly a joy to get to spend time with them this week.  We were sad to see our family beach week end late yesterday.  We got to ride rides down at the boardwalk last night as our farewell, and I paid to get sick/dizzy.  I was SO thankful when I didn't have to get on another Tornado-thingie since the cousins showed up.  I screamed so loud, my throat is STILL sore.  The things we do with/for our kids.  All in the name of love.  And let's-be-scared-to-death-together.

Hope you are surviving the current heatwave..and have no sore throat, (air) hugs!

Thankful for Everything

You're a falling star, you're the get away car.

You're the line in the sand when I go too far.

 

You're the swimming pool, on an August day.

 

And you're the perfect thing to say.

 

 

And you play it coy, but it's kinda cute.

 

Ah, when you smile at me, you know exactly what you do.

 

Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.

 

'Cause you can see it when I look at you.

 

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times

It's you, it's you, you make me sing.

 

You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

 

You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,

 

And you light me up, when you ring my bell.

 

You're a mystery, you're from outer space,

 

You're every minute of my everyday.

 

 And I can't believe, that I'm your mom,

 

And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.

 

Whatever comes our way, we'll see it through,

 

And you know that's what our love can do.
 

So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
 

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, you make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
'Cause you're my everything.
Yeah, yeah
So, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
So, la, la, la, la, la, la...la.

Thankful for beach days, rainy days, card-playing days, crayon and markering days, and even all the running and screaming.  Thankful for insulin pumps, plugs for their sites, and one dead sensor.  Thankful for insulin.  Thankful for water, sand, and big fat clouds.  Thankful for everything.  Big hugs!

(Lyrics are from Michael Buble's Everything.)

 

You'll know me-frizzy hair, and tan front.

Beach Day, Take Two! : )  We had more fun-but this time it was HoT.  The sand was at least a thousand degrees-and our feet were burning.  Whew!  The kids found a big wet pit to play in, rode boogie boards, and we got beach pictures and water ice (think..snow cones but finer ice!).  Here are a few pictures:

Well..Ethan calls it Poop, but Sissy makes piles of wet sand.  This is her Cupcake Creation.  (cherry on top)

He calls this game Statue.  He buries his feet, holds the shovel, and freezes.  Then he digs you a hole, and you have to join him (in freezing!) (or not in the thousand-degree-sand!)

Isn't she sweet?  She's "taking him out"

and then..back in!  Sweethearts.

He seems so grown up!  Boogie boarding like a big boy : )  Will is behind him-they've been out most of the day, and they are so good together!

Ok.  Here is the pit.  They built a HUGE wall, and then it would cess pool inside-and it was so warm!  The boys were under the tutelage of some Dad-figures: "No, use DRY sand!"  "Build up the wall!"  And they kinda listened. : ) 

Smoothing the wall.

This is Will, their second (or is it third?) cousin!

More shoveling-and the Tutelage Dads are in yellow and orange.  (We don't know them, BTW)

Ethan prefers wet sand..you don't have to walk so far.

So..I had the camera, and I kept snapping.  You are lucky I am only choosing a few!  Ha!

Mary Claire pre-pictures, with her pump!  (Hallie is gathering pictures of kids with Diabetes, so I needed one-and it's been a super-long time since I got one-since she was...8?)

Waiting on Miss Heather to meet us..

The end of the photo shoot-Heather getting a few more individuals of Mary Claire since her hair was blowing in the wind down by the water!

The boys.  Now I can see why she wanted us to wear CoLoR!!

See the difference?  Heather's smart.  And boy was she patient!  The kids were tired and kinda crazy.

Afterward, we got shaved ice (like snow cones), and water ice-Very Fine ice.  Yum!  They even had a sugar-free for Mary Claire.  They only had cherry and lemonade to choose from, so she was a little disappointed.

I could tell you my kids were perfect today, but not really.  (I don't like to tell stories.  : /  Wait..I love to tell stories, but not lies.  haha!)  The kids were so tired by the time we went for pictures.  Ethan was crazed, I think, or delirious!  He kept chasing sea gulls and didn't listen so well.  Clay ran down into the water and soaked the bottom of his shorts.  Mary Claire ran low.  We had to give her some sugar tabs to finish pictures, then after the sugar, she was only up to 77.

But I have to give it to Heather-she was so sweet, and never got frustrated with them.  She did group pictures, walking, from behind (my fave!), water on our feet, individuals, the pier, the sand dunes..I think we got it all. : )  I can't wait to see them (two weeks...), I'm sure she did a great job.  The only problem was the pesky wind..and I look awful in the wind.  I need good hair to help me out..and I got this new frizz-free stuff today, and it does NOT work.  I dried, flat-ironed, and velcro-rolled.  I had GooD hair (which doesn't happen that often!) when we left, and perfectly waved hair when we got back.  I just have to accept my wild-beach hair.  It will not conform to my will.  Much like my children.

And another thing...someone needs to invent a beach chair that you can watch your kids from AND get a tan on your back side.  I'm tan front/whitish back.  Hmm..can you work on that?  I'm sure a million happy tanners would pay for your secret! : )

ps-if you were wondering, I wore a dark purple ruffle-y shirt and Ches wore a lavendar/blue button down.  We were not matchy-matchy, but it worked.  I can see why she likes the boys to wear different colors-we had to always keep the boys separated since they were in the same color.  It would've been nice to put Ethan in the middle, but he matched Clay and it was off-center/poorly color-weighted.  If that makes sense. ; )