|yummy, grandpa's BBQ|
|grandpa's ribs are finger lickin good|
Minnesota was a different ball game becuase the activity was constant so we did temp basal decreases of 60% (it wouldn't let me go lower becuase her basals are tiny) and then we had to wake her up for a juice most nights on top of it all (not low but 80s).
I chose to do my best to keep D in the background. I wanted Bekah to live and have fun and not have be the center of attention as I carefully weighed all of her food. I swagged every meal (and did great! sorry to brag but I was pretty proud). We just rolled with it the whole time. I had her kit with her at all times but didn't make a big deal of it.
|the two Jasons just hangin|
|my grandma in the middle with 6 of her 8 grandkids|
There was one time when I thought I was going to pee my pants. I was the only adult at the playground watching David. Bekah's sugar stash was gone (didn't realize that) in her kit and she had a low. All I could do was put my 9 year old niece in charge of David ( and Bekah)and run back to get some sugar. I had to pee but didn't want to stop for that luxury (when your child is low and you gotta pee there are priorities and it doesn't matter how bad you have to go, peeing is not a priority at that momnet). Luckily my bladder held out until Jason got back from the store to check on me. It was close though.
While we were in Minnesota we went to a parade in Park Rapids. My uncle has a store selling pellet stoves and he had a float in the parade. He had restored my great grandpa's tractor and was driving that with some stoves on the back. It was a very fun small town event on the 4th of July.
|Uncle Bob driving the rebuilt tractor|
|All 17 of us|