It’s been awhile since last posting. I guess you could say life got in the way, but I am not complaining. I’ve still been living OTR/T1, but it has definitely looked a lot different. It seems like even when I’m not running physically, I’m still “on the run” because of the endless tasks I need to do to take care of myself (doctor appointments, insurance calls, checking Dexcom, bolusing to stay in range, changing pods, making sure there are enough snacks in your car/bag, and the list goes on and on).
A few months after my husband and I got married in February of 2021, we decided that we were ready to start growing our family. My diagnoses of diseases over the years (T1D – age 7, Celiac Disease – age 11, and Hypothyroidism -age 16) made me believe it would be really hard for me to conceive and bring a healthy baby into the world. If any of you have had these same fears, you are not alone.
I am thrilled to tell you that we welcomed a very healthy baby girl into the world on March 15, 2022. She could not be more perfect and I could not be more thankful that I had God and my family on my side (not to mention the hundreds of other people in our corner praying for us, the amazing doctor and nurses at the hospital where she was born, as well as my endocrinologist that called me biweekly to check in and make sure I was managing everything okay).
Fast forward and our little angel is already 10 months old! Every day my heart is full of gratitude for the gift of new life and for what a blessing she is to us. I have to admit that after having her, it took me a few weeks to recover and start moving/exercising again. I did a good job while pregnant to make it a priority because the minute I saw the arrows on my Dexcom going up I would jump on my NordicTrack treadmill or take a walk outside; however, I am not back to running at least a few miles a day like I did pre-pregnancy. I hope one day that it will be on the top of my list again, but for now I am busy chasing my little one around.
I am learning that being OTR/T1 looks way different right now, but that’s okay. I know that this is just a season and that I will eventually get back to my regular running schedule that makes me feel so healthy and alive.
In my last post before I got pregnant, I mentioned that my A1C was 5.5 and I can happily say that through my pregnancy and even postpartum it never went above 6. The last time I had it checked it was…5.5 and it still amazes me when I hear that number! How is it even possible?!?!? I ask myself the same question. I am amazed at this newfound control that I have over my T1D. In the next few posts I am going to outline what it looked like to be pregnant, our baby girl’s birth story, and life postpartum. I hope whether you have T1D yourself, or if you are reading this because someone you know/love has it, that my story can help and encourage you and/or your loved one.
Stay tuned! 🙂