One year

Next week will be one year. One year of finger pricks, shots, constant worries, carb counts and high fives after a job well done. Through it all, I've had the amazing support of family and friends who have listened to me vent, watched me cry and be brave for my little ones. In one year, I've watched a little girl face each day with courage and a smile. I'm so proud of you, A, and honored to be your mom; I love you!