I think the transition from “perfectly behaved pregnant diabetic” to “unsupported floundering new mom with unwashed hair and erratic blood sugars” is jarring.
I’m 11 months into motherhood and believe that finding time to do anything that’s not child-centered is difficult - including (but not limited to) anything I’m supposed to get done as lead administrator of TuDiabetes or for my “real” job as a music teacher - LOL. From the moment she is grinning, nose to nose, over me at 7:00 in the morning (we co-sleep) until I get her settled at 8:00 in the evening, I have a two foot tall bundle of playfulness to entertain/feed/change/clean/dress/bathe/clean up after. Then I have two or three hours to myself which is useful for dishes, laundry, cleaning up blocks from the living room floor, and/or possibly sitting down. I’m no different than any other mother going through the same rigors, I know. It’s the job description.
But here is how I (personally) am making it work with diabetes.
I schedule additional appointments with my CDE in between endo visits for improved accountability. As I told her the week of Thanksgiving when I scheduled to see her the week of Christmas, it’s a lot easier to say “let me try to make the next 4 weeks work” than to leave knowing I’m on my own for the next 12. She asks me to try to log the week before I come in. It hasn’t happened yet, but I stay optimistic.
I wear my CGMS faithfully. I feel it’s even more important now than when I was pregnant because I occasionally need to lean on its alerts. I am still a good little diabetic who does not bolus without an actual finger stick, but if the cgm is quiet, I can fly blindly for a while. And boy, do I. There are moments when I’m bathing the baby or breastfeeding and I hear it beeping somewhere and know I can’t get to it immediately, but it has a way of calling my attention back. BabyBL has learned to ignore the beeps. Not sure if that’s a good thing. She sleeps right through them.
I leave test strips and a lancet device in convenient places - like the nightstand, the kitchen counter, the diaper bag. I leave this stuff out even though BabyBL’s new favorite first-thing-in-the-morning activity is to toddle to the nightstand or the living room end table and pull everything off and ‘nom’ on the end of my Multiclix and shake my Freestyle bottle like the fabulous rattle/teether that it is. I figure my supplies will have to learn to take a punch. My Omnipod PDM enjoys being teethed on and thrown to the floor from high places. My test strip ports have drool in them. Awesome.
I plan lunches and dinners each week and eat the same breakfast every morning. When I leave the house with the little one, I leave with a packed lunch for myself.
So I figure that if I’m asking my medical team for help, testing, eating, and planning, I’m doing way more than most new moms are expected to accomplish. My A1c is up to 6.7%, but that’s d@mn better than it was for most of my pre-baby diabetic years, so I applaud myself.
Wishing you all the best of luck.