5 Ways Diabetes Made Me A Better Mother
I’m not a huge fan of Mother’s Day. Mind you: my kids are wonderful about it, and so is my husband. I just kind of want to live a life in which we all almost always appreciate one another, and remind one another of it. That said, I have someone – or rather something – special to thank this Mother’s Day:
Yes, you heard me right. Because while I did not know it when diabetes barreled into my daughter’s life nearly 20 years ago, it was the best worst thing that ever happened to me as a mother.
Diabetes has brought much grief, but I can say without hesitation that it has made me better in many ways. It’s forced me to be strong and diligent, and given me skills and insights I didn’t necessarily want, but that made me grow for the better. Part of who I am as a mother is thanks to diabetes.
And so, for Mother’s Day this year, I’m going to thank diabetes for a few things, like:
It takes guts to be a good mom. The easy way out for all parents, I think, is to let fear rule you. Diabetes pushed me to let go of fear, like the summer my daughter was six – not yet even reading, and I dropped her off for two weeks at diabetes camp. I joke that I hid behind a tree for hours, popping out and yelling “are you low??!!” every few minutes that first day (not really – but I did hang around for hours). Leaving her in the care of others, with barely any contact at all, took guts. And it taught me: she can be fine without me. I carried that courage over to the rest of my parenting life, not just with her, but with my daughter without diabetes