It wasn’t until I was pregnant and had to avoid uncooked eggs that I realised how bad I am when I bake at  licking cake batter off my fingers. I’m fastidious about washing my hands frequently when baking or cooking though I’ll add!

As you can see from the pic on the right, I was baking up a storm last week as it was my son’s first birthday, and we had a party for him on Saturday (what you see isn’t even the half of it). I was pretty well behaved this time around and didn’t eat any sweets or even batter, and in fact went low on blood sugar as I was decorating the kiwi (it’s a kiwi, not…

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…it doesn’t mean I’ve given in to Kath and Kim styles! Check out this pic of a product included in an insert with the latest Diabetic Living magazine. Ahahahaaaa.

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Well hellloooo there BeingDiabetic friends! Spring hiatus is over, but unfortunately my Spring break is still underway [status update: cast comes off on Thursday, will then need to wear a brace thingee for a couple of weeks, but thankfully I'm back into typing with two hands and can even unclip my cannula on my own again! I am also thrilled that I should be back to normal in time to create an awesome first birthday cake for my little buddy Hugo in mid October]. How have you all been?

I’ve been a busy little beaver, mainly with moving house. This was a first for me on many counts: first…

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I like to think that having T1 doesn’t hold me back from much. And the truth is, it really doesn’t. It makes things a bit more difficult sometimes, but there are only a few things you actually can’t do (we discussed jobs etc in a previous post but I can’t find it right at this moment).

On Monday last week though, my status as an insulin addict was put to the test. My little boy Hugo was ill and my husband had been home with him. He rang me at about 4pm to say they were off to the hospital as Hugo had suspected pneumonia. I was at work so jumped in my car as soon as I could and…

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Sigh. So I had to go for a fasting blood test this morning which meant getting the baby up and giving him his breakfast, getting him dressed, wrangling him in the car, hauling him into Labtests, balancing him between my feet while the blood test was carried out so he didn’t try to grab the needle, getting him home, playing with him and waiting for him to have his morning sleep before I got to eat my breakfast…. in the middle of this I had a hypo.

Had breakfast (the usual), bolused (the usual) then got on with all the other chores which had been waiting for me while I completed my four days at work. One hour passed, my…

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