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There are moments in life that remind me just how blessed I am to have the family I do.Yesterday was one of those days.M...
07/31/2026

There are moments in life that remind me just how blessed I am to have the family I do.

Yesterday was one of those days.

My day started at 7:00 AM with a trip to pick up medical documents so I could finish Aundre’s school registration. From there, I headed to the school to make sure everything was in place so he could attend Meet the Teacher night. After that, it was off to the DMV to order a replacement driver’s license after my sweet little boy had ventured through my wallet and somehow managed to lose my ID. Then it was home just long enough to get ready for our weekly grocery shopping trip.

By the time all of that was finished, Aundre’s Gigi had brought him home. Before long, we were heading right back out the door for Meet the Teacher. It was his first time walking through the halls of his kindergarten, and seeing the excitement on his face made every errand worth it.

The school parking lot was completely full, so we parked at the park next door and walked over.

That’s when everything caught up to me.

Somewhere in the chaos of the day, I had forgotten to eat breakfast. Lunch had been small, and between the walking, the errands, and the constant running, my blood sugar decided it had had enough.

I reached into my bag for the Skittles I was certain were there, only to realize they were gone. Either I had left them at home or they had fallen out somewhere along the way.

Thankfully, my family lives just a few minutes from the school.

The moment we walked through the door, Aundre didn’t hesitate. His first words were, “Mom’s sugar is low.”

No panic. No unnecessary questions.

Just one simple question: “How low?”

Then everyone immediately started moving.

Someone grabbed candy. Someone else looked for juice. Everyone did what they could with what they had. Unfortunately, what they found wasn’t bringing my sugar up the way it needed to.

So I called my mom.

Ironically, she deals with the opposite problem and is always hiding candy around the house to keep her blood sugar up. When I told her what was happening and that what was there wasn’t working, she didn’t hesitate either.

She simply said she was on her way home, and she’d bring something else.

As someone living with Type 1 diabetes, moments like these are scary. Lows can happen quickly, even on days that seem completely normal. They don’t care how busy you are or what memories you’re trying to make.

But yesterday reminded me of something even more important.

I have people who know what to do.

People who don’t freeze.

People who don’t question whether I’m “really low.”

People who simply act.

I’m incredibly thankful that my son is already learning what a low blood sugar looks like and that he knew exactly what to tell everyone. I’m thankful for a family that treats my diabetes as something we face together instead of something I have to battle alone.

No matter how wild the ride gets, moments like this remind me that I never have to ride it alone.

07/28/2026

Some days my blood sugar cooperates. Some days it doesn’t.

As a mom, I’ve learned that I can’t pour from an empty cup. Taking care of myself isn’t selfish—it’s part of taking care of my family.

That’s what Wild Glucose is all about for me. It’s a space where I’ll share the real moments: the wins, the setbacks, the meals that work, the ones that don’t, and the small habits that help me keep moving forward.

I’m not here to pretend I have it all figured out. I’m here to learn, grow, and encourage anyone else who’s trying to build healthier habits one day at a time.

If you’re navigating blood sugar challenges, balancing motherhood, or simply working toward a healthier lifestyle, I’m so glad you’re here. 💚

Let’s support each other, celebrate the little victories, and remember that progress is built one choice at a time.

07/13/2026

It’s been a little while since I’ve checked in here.
Life has been moving fast. Work has changed, my boys are growing up way too quickly, and every day seems to bring something new. One is getting ready to start school, becoming his own little person with his own interests, ideas, and hobbies. The other is constantly on the move, and if you walked into my house right now, you’d probably think a tornado came through.
Some days, just keeping up with life is the accomplishment.
But through all of it, one thing hasn’t changed—diabetes doesn’t take a day off.
Whether I’m juggling work, motherhood, trying to keep the house together, or simply making it through another busy day, I’m still counting carbs, watching my Dexcom, changing pump sites, treating highs, treating lows, and making hundreds of decisions that most people never have to think about.
I know many of you understand exactly what that feels like.
I haven’t disappeared. I’ve just been living life. And sometimes, living life while managing diabetes means social media has to take a back seat.
The Wild Glucose is still here, and so am I.
Thank you to everyone who’s stayed around while life got a little wild. I can’t wait to get back to sharing more of the real moments—the victories, the struggles, the lessons, and everything in between.
Because no matter how busy life gets, this journey never stops. And none of us have to ride it alone. 💙

Most people don’t think twice about their feet…Until something goes wrong.But when you live with diabetes, your feet are...
05/06/2026

Most people don’t think twice about their feet…

Until something goes wrong.

But when you live with diabetes, your feet are not just “feet.”They are circulation. They are nerve endings. They are warning signs.

And if we’re being honest…they’re one of the most overlooked parts of our care.

We count carbs.We dose insulin.We ride the highs and fight the lows…

But how often are we actually checking our feet?

Because here’s the truth no one says loud enough:A small cut can turn into a big problem.A blister can become something serious.And neuropathy doesn’t always announce itself loudly at first.

So this is your gentle (but real) reminder:

Check your feet. Every day.Even when you’re tired.Even when your sugars were “fine.”Even when life feels chaotic.

Look for:• Cuts or cracks• Redness or swelling• Blisters• Changes in color or feeling

Take care of them like they carry your entire life…because they do.

To my diabetics: I see you. This isn’t about fear—it’s about protection.

To the ones who love us: this is one of the ways you can help watch over us too.

This life we live? It requires attention to things most people never think about.

But we’re still standing.Still walking.Still showing up.

And that matters more than perfect.

— The Wild Glucose“Where motherhood meets meters and miracles.”

05/01/2026

This morning my house is quiet.
The kids are with family.
And for once, I have time to actually think.

Lately, as a parent, I feel like I’ve been stuck in the constant power struggle phase.

The pushing buttons.
The back talk.
The bedtime battles.
The tiny comments they KNOW they aren’t supposed to say just to test boundaries.

And if I’m honest?
Being a reactive parent is tempting sometimes.

Wanting to snap.
Wanting to raise my voice.
Wanting control of the chaos RIGHT NOW.

But deep down I know reacting with chaos usually just creates more chaos… and what my children actually need from me is calm.

What does this have to do with The Wild Glucose?

Everything.

Because while I’m trying to regulate emotions… I’m also trying to regulate blood sugars.

High sugars can make me irritable, overstimulated, impatient, and quicker to snap.

Low sugars can make me emotional, shaky, overwhelmed, and sometimes so drained I become passive because I’m scared I’ll cry over something small in front of my kids.

People do not always realize diabetes affects more than numbers.

It affects:

* patience
* clarity
* emotional regulation
* decision making
* energy
* parenting
* relationships
* the atmosphere in a home

Sometimes when my sugars are all over the place, my thoughts feel blurry too.

And that can make parenting feel incredibly heavy.

So today I just want to say this:

To the diabetic parents trying to regulate BOTH their blood sugar and their emotions at the same time… I see you.

And to the spouses, partners, grandparents, friends, coworkers, and family members loving someone with diabetes… thank you for trying to understand something that can be incredibly hard to explain.

Because sometimes diabetes doesn’t just affect the person carrying it.
It affects the emotional rhythm of the entire household.

You are not failing because it feels hard.

You are carrying more than most people realize.

🤍 INTERACTIVE QUESTION TIME 🤍

For my fellow diabetics:
How do your blood sugars affect your emotions, patience, or parenting?

For the people who love someone with diabetes:
What is something you have noticed or learned about how diabetes affects emotions, stress, or everyday life?

And for everyone:
What helps bring calm back into your home when life starts feeling overwhelming?

04/28/2026

Life with diabetes is far from boring.

It’s unpredictable. It’s chaotic. It’s full of moments that don’t make sense no matter how hard you try to plan.

Some people might say they’ve got it down to a science… but I haven’t met a single diabetic who would honestly call this a walk in the park.

We make life-altering decisions every single day — multiple times a day.Too much insulin? Suddenly you’re fighting a dangerous low.Not enough? Here comes the climb… and the consequences that follow.

And then there are the things you can’t fully control — hormones, stress, illness, exhaustion.One minute you’re stable, the next you’re on a rollercoaster that leaves you drained, frustrated, and just trying to feel normal again.

This life takes resilience.It takes awareness.It takes strength most people will never fully understand.

So to my fellow diabetics — I see you. I see the calculations, the corrections, the quiet battles no one else notices.

And to the ones who love us, who stand beside us, who learn our alarms, our signs, our needs —you are something special.

I wish for you the kind of superhero strength it takes to walk this journey with us.

Because this life?It’s not easy.But none of us are walking it alone.

04/15/2026

Some days feel normal.

I wake up okay.
My mood is steady.
My day is going good.

And then… it hits.

It’s like I was just standing in the calm before the storm and didn’t even realize it.

My blood sugar drops.
Fast.

Now I’m fighting to stay level-headed.
Fighting the shakiness.
The frustration.
The feeling of losing control over my own body.

I treat it. I wait. I breathe.

And just when I think I’m okay again…

It swings.

Now I’m rising.
And it doesn’t stop.

Now I’m too high.
Now I feel off in a completely different way.
Now I have to correct.

And here comes the cycle…

Low.
High.
Low.
High.

Over and over until it finally decides to stop.

And when it does?

It feels like a breath of fresh air.
Like I can finally take a deep breath again.
Like I can just… live.

But what people don’t see is how exhausting that cycle is.
How quickly it can take you from “I’m okay” to completely overwhelmed and frustrated.

This is the part of diabetes no one prepares you for.

The emotional whiplash.
The constant recalculating.
The mental fight just to stay steady.

04/15/2026

There are workplaces that just “get it”…
and then there are ones that show up.

Mine shows up.

One of my teammates has my Dexcom linked to her phone.
My food & beverage director has sat down with me and asked what to do if I ever pass out from a low.

I keep glucagon in my bag—
and in two different offices.

And the majority of my team?
They know the sound of my Dexcom.

They’ve learned my alerts.
They’ve asked the hard questions.
They’ve made space for my safety.

And on the days diabetes hits harder than usual—
they step in without making me feel small.

That kind of support changes everything.

If your workplace has your back like this—
you’re not alone.

If they don’t…
you still deserve this level of care.

We’re raising the standard over here. 🤍

03/04/2026

Low blood sugar can mess with your heart rhythm.

Which is why severe nighttime lows are taken very seriously.

This disease is more than “just sugar.”

— The Wild Glucose

03/03/2026

High-intensity workouts can raise your blood sugar.

Yes. Exercise can spike you.

Adrenaline enters the chat and releases glucose like it’s a party favor.

Diabetes math is rude like that.

— The Wild Glucose

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