A Happy Birthday Indeed

First, I want to start this post by thanking everyone for their comments. I also wanted to clear up something. This blog is my outlet. I take out my frustrations here. I share my heartaches here. Sometimes I share my joys here. I don't want anyone to think I'm doom and gloom all the time. Riley has never seen me cry over his diabetes. Ever. He doesn't hear me talk about the negative things. That's why I love this blog so much. It's really surprising how therapeutic it is to write out your feelings.

I could see how someone might read my blog and think, "Oh, that poor mother. She seems so sad all the time." Well, that's not me at all. I know I'm blessed. But, when I have those few bad days it helps so much to talk about it here. Instead of Riley hearing it, you get to hear it. Thanks for listening.

Now, on to the birthday. It was a beautiful day here Saturday. The weather was perfect. We had an outside birthday party. It was just close family (and Holden's girlfriend and her brother). We had grilled hamburgers, potato salad, and baked beans.

We also had a Spongebob cake...

...which Riley enjoyed very much (along with his ice cream)

His sugars were excellent all day. The pump was a big part of that. Because he was more active than usual his basal was decreased by about 50% all day. I was thinking about before when he was on Lantus and how differently the day probably would have gone. Not that his sugars would have been horrible, but just that he'd probably have to stop and eat snacks throughout the day, to combat the lows. But, he didn't need the snacks. Just a little adjustment to the basal and he was on his way.

He got some great presents. He especially liked a tee ball set he got, and the rubber chicken he got from Uncle Frank.

Here he is on his new swingset.

He also got another present he's been enjoying quite a bit.

Meet Nemo....

Riley has had the best time feeding him and talking to him. When we get home in the afternoons, he goes in his room and asks Nemo how his day was. Riley tells me that Nemo says he plays on the computer when we're not home. "But, he makes sure he doesn't get any water on it."

It really was an almost perfect day. And, the icing on the cake, so to speak, was Holden's home run that he hit at his ballgame that night.

It was one of those hits that as soon as it left the bat, you knew it was going over. The ump estimated that had it not hit the lightpole it would have gone all of 400 ft. I'm glad it hit the pole. The area behind the field is woods, so had it not hit the pole and bounced back in we wouldn't have gotten to keep the ball.

Saturday was more indicative of how our everyday life is. There are days here and there that get me down. But, most of our days our like this one, a home run hit out of the park.