Regrouping: my first blog'y post'y thing

I'm taking a day off work today to regroup. One definition of regrouping? Reassemble after being attacked or defeated. This past weekend I was definitely a bit defeated.


I find with all the diabetes kids, life can be like walking a tightrope. Thank you Nik Wallenda for the recent imagery. One little thing can sometimes unbalance it all. Last weekend the little thing was my father (who has parkinsons- so granted this is not such a little thing) wandering away from his long term care home. We then spent some time in the ER checking out a possible broken foot for my youngest. Luckily, no broken foot.


The funny thing is? I can't tell you how many times people ask me: How do you do it? married 14.11 years, work full time, care for three type 1 diabetic children, oversee the care of  my father with Parkinson's, and stay so model beautiful?? (okay I threw that last one in there-- Ford modelling agency is NOT knocking on my door). And, I really don't know the answer. 


Some days, or many days, I don't do it. Many days my kitchen sink is overflowing with dishes and I choose to read a book instead. Many days, I take the kids to their activities and enjoy them instead of scrubbing the floors. A lot of nights, it's hubby cooking the dinners. Everyday, the kids are responsible for two chores throughout the house, and I mean big chores like laundry and cleaning the toilet! (yuck) One year, I even skipped all the endo appointments so that I could do my Masters degree at university. Yesterday, I managed to leave some of the planning for my dad up to my brother (who is perfectly awesome and able to manage). Today, I've chosen to not do it at all. I mean, type 1 keeps on keeping on but this mumma is sitting in her pajama's seeing what it's like to be a blogger and contemplating the mysteries of the universe.


So maybe I finally have an answer to the question: How do you do it?


I don't do it actually. I rely on others to help, to understand and make allowances for my messy house, crazy hair and blank look (that means I'm calculating a bolus given the time of day, background basal, activities that have happened and are about to happen, the general demeanor and presentation of each child,  the past 24 hours of bg#'s, the likelihood of emotional stress via tests or races, the temperature outside, the way the wind is blowing... I won't go on ). 


I'm going to try to be okay with that. 
Live that as my new mantra. Re-work  'Just do it' to 'Just do it-with a lot of help'.