The other day, my husband Evan came home from work and asked me, “How was your day?” This seemingly simple question started a whirlwind of thoughts in my mind.
How was my day? Well … the answer is a bit complicated.
My day was a thousand things all at once. It was stressful, tiring, busy, and overwhelming, but at the same time completely fulfilling and happy. In one moment, I was flustered and angry at having to once again clean the marker that my little girl colored all over the walls. A few minutes later, she was dancing around to music in the living room, giggling and smiling. I couldn’t help but feel completely overjoyed. It was the cutest thing I have ever seen, and I ran over to dance along with her. At that moment, being a mom was the best thing in the world!
A couple of hours later, I put my littlest girl down for a nap, and I was completely relieved to have some time to myself. I used the time to wash dishes, do laundry, take calls from the school nurse, and work on bills and paperwork. I began to think that my job is the most mundane thing anyone could ever do.
A little later, it was time to pick up my kindergartener from school — the first of three school pickups each day. I grudgingly went to my little girl’s room, picked up her sleeping little body from her bed, and tiptoed to the car, hoping she wouldn’t wake up. She did and was cranky the whole way to school. I was cranky and frustrated too, and I wondered if she’d get a good nap ever again.
We did the usual school pickups … We got Jonathan first, ran a couple of errands, then grabbed the girls and finally went over to the middle school to pick up Daniel. I was so excited to talk to them and see how their day went. Daniel told me that he did well on a math test that we spent hours studying for the night before. Kaitlyn talked to a new friend that day, and her blood-sugar actually stayed in range all day! I was so relieved and happy, and I was feeling like we really had a successful day!
We drove home. Even though I’ve typically already had a busy day at this point, this is usually when everything really begins. It’s a whirlwind of helping with homework, taking them to track practice, practicing piano, mopping up spilled milk, stopping the kids from fighting with each other, making dinner, and trying desperately not to lose my patience. That evening, Kaitlyn’s blood sugar was high, and she was frustrated and mad because I told her she had to check herself before she ate. My toddler was crying because she was hungry, and I could not wait another minute till Evan walked through the front door.
Being a mom is the occupation I have always wanted. It encompasses so many job descriptions; it’s really hard to describe it simply. It is definitely the hardest thing I have ever done, and it’s the thing that I’m most proud of as well. Honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way!
So, when my husband asks me, “How was your day?” I smile, and say, “It was great!” And I leave it at that. But what I’m really thinking is so much more!
Happy Mother’s Day!
Disclaimer: The experiences and suggestions recounted in these articles are not intended as medical advice, and they are not necessarily the “typical” experiences of families with a child who has type 1 diabetes. These situations are unique to the families depicted. Families should check with their healthcare professionals regarding the treatment of type 1 diabetes and the frequency of blood glucose monitoring. Jen and Kim are real moms of kids with type 1 diabetes and have been compensated for their contributions to this site.