Spring Break

Who needs Mexico when you've got your brother and a baba of water.

Mexico, Cuba, Hawaii, Europe, Vietnam...all the chatter during the last week of work made me a little melancholy about our travel plans for spring break.  Not that Edmonton isn't a gorgeous city (insert sarcasm), but after 5 weeks of being fully immersed in learning to live with T1D; what it means, what our new normal is, it would have been fantastic to step on a plane and hang out at a warm, tropical destination for a week or two...next year, there's always next year.

Carter is taking on this new challenge with such maturity for an almost three year old.  He likes to help with checking his sugar and the only routine that he tries to avoid are the insulin shots, which have reduce to only one per day because he's still honeymooning.

Mama was taking on the new challenge with quite a bit of anxiety, although that has subsided some with me being home at spring break.  A tropical vacation would have been fantastic, but it's exciting to watch the boys outside riding on their Strider bikes and playing in mud puddles as the weather is finally warming.  All of a sudden, the neighbourhood seems to wake up from the winter hibernation and people are venturing outside with their kids and pets.  I love winter, but would love it a lot more if it only lasted about 6 weeks!