Dear daughter,
I loved you before you was even born, wanted you before I even know if it was possible for me to have you.
The thing is I am incomplete, my body got confused and had a fight with itself, an organ called pancreas got destroyed.
I need you in my life, I battled for you before I even conceived you. They call this diabetes, I know it’s got a scary name but I will live. I’ve got to inject and check my sugar levels by pricking my finger with a needle. I know you won’t understand but I will explain to you.
It makes me angry at times, it’s not your fault. It makes me tired sometimes but I will battle through for you to have the mother you deserve.
I am incomplete without reason , it gets me down at times but you make me fight. People say I make it look easy but it’s damn hard, I must admit to you.
I wish I was complete so you could have the mother you deserve. Type 1 diabetes is something that brings a struggle to my life but I will make sure it won’t get in the way of your life as well as my love for you.