Eight Years old

NO, I'm not talking about how long Amy has had diabetes.

I'm talking about Amy.  Last week, she turned eight years old.

Now eight may not seem very old, but this little lady is growing and maturing fast.  I'm not sure if its just the responsibility that goes along with having diabetes, or if it's just her personality.

My 8 year old! Diabetes don't stop us from having cake!

The knock off DQ ice cream cake I made.  Swaging here!

Amy's friends that attended her PJ party.  Thanks to my mom for the owls

Amy has had a great year.  She's reading above grade level and doing excellent in all other areas of school.  She needs to work on getting along with her sister, and I'm hoping the back talking is just a phase.

She has decided that she doesn't really like wearing the CGM, I've written about that in the past here.  We've decided not to push the issue.  She usually feels her lows just under 4.0.  We also have a pretty good handle on her basal rates.  I have told her that if she gets sick, we WILL be slapping one on pretty quick!

Her teacher this year has been wonderful.  She texts me pictures of holiday parties so I can give her a carb value to enter.  She informs me of events before they happen, when she knows about them, and when she doesn't she has learned to read how many carbs, but will still call to confirm that it's okay for Amy to eat.

I'm debating activating my old iphone 4 for her, but still have reservations that 8 is a little young.  Does anyone have any experience with this?  I think it a whole other post!

First Crush

Amy turns 8 this month.  For some reason this seems like a big deal for me this year.  Eight seems so much older then seven, so much more mature.  We've already been talking about the summer months (since we're still buried in snow), and have come to the conclusion that Amy is old enough to ride her bike to the playground.  It's on,y down the road and around the corner, but we can't see it from our house.  I think she's old enough to go herself, but not old enough to watch her sister while there.  To be honest, I think I'm more worried that sister wouldn't listen to her, than her ability to keep sister out of trouble.

Another reason I know my baby is growing up, is she has her first crush!

He's an adorable little boy in her class.  They play well together, he comes to our cabin to play in the snow, sliding and snowmobiling,

And here's the interesting thing. There are not many children in our town with diabetes.  Amy is the only child in the 300+, grades Kindergarden to three school.  The little boy's older brother has diabetes.  He was diagnosed only a few short months after Amy.  Us moms spent a lot of time talking on the phone in the beginning and have remained friends,

I'm excited because I know I wouldn't worry (as much) if Amy wanted to play at their house.  The mom is actually going to coach their soccer team this spring. She knows what to do.  The little boy knows what to look for in Amy if something isn't quite right,

I love that her first little crush doesn't see the diabetes, but sees her, because it's something he's used to.