Kicking off my new guest series, Enough, we have Tessa.
Tessa’s inspirational story talks about how we are often our own worst critics and in our children’s eyes the view couldn’t be more different.
My girls are now 16 and almost 13. When I was pregnant with my eldest I found out I had gestational diabetes. I was one of the unlucky ones and the diabetes didn’t go away after she was born.
I was told to keep my blood levels to a certain range so I wouldn’t get any complications, so I was militant in keeping my blood glucose within that range.
About 9 years ago I started getting all the complications, we were told I had maybe 5 years left.
I’ve lost count of how many times I was told I had months left, that there was nothing more the doctors could do for me.
In July 2013 I started a trial drug. My little miracle drug. It stabilized everything. I went from insane amounts of insulin to none.
It can’t undo the damage but it has stabilized everything. I have to take over 70 meds a day, including 2 types of high dosage morphine (oral and tablet) so I’m like a zombie a lot of the time.
I still feel incredibly guilty for being a crap mum. The Hubster has had to put his career as head chef on hold to look after me 24/7….more guilt for me.
Anyway my eldest daughter is doing her GCSE’s right now and one part of her English course work was to write about someone who inspired her……her answer was me.
She wrote that no matter how much pain I was in, I am always there for her and her sister. She wrote an entire essay on how I inspired her and her sister.
All these years I have felt like the worst mum ever, yet my husband and my girls have felt the complete opposite.
My girls regularly tell me how lucky they feel to have The Hubster and I as parents.
Thank you so much Tessa for telling your story!