13/06/2026
I know it’s only three hours.
I know he’s only one street away.
I know we’ve gone over the rules, packed the hypo kit, and made sure everyone knows what to do.
But today feels big.
Because this is the first play date where the adults don’t live and breathe Type 1 diabetes the way we do.
And while part of me is anxious, a bigger part of me is proud.
Proud of the little boy who knows what to do when he’s high, who understands his body, and who keeps showing me just how capable he is.
Type 1 diabetes takes away some of the carefree moments, but it doesn’t get to take away his childhood.
So here I am, walking home emotional, learning that letting go a little is part of helping him grow.