The first time I watched this commercial, I wasn’t watching the mothers of athletes waking their children to go to early morning practice.
I was watching d-moms getting up in the night to check on their kids and wake them up to eat.
When I saw the moms watching their children at practice, I didn’t think that Olympic gold was on their minds.
I saw d-moms watching their children, wondering if blood sugars were dropping from activity or spiking from adrenalin.
I think we can liken being the parent of a child with diabetes with an Olympic endurance sport. Though there are many sprints as we triage immediate situations, it is a marathon with a finish line that eludes us.
We are not the moms who drop their children at the door, returning later after running errands or enjoying an hour of me time. Rather we are on the bench watching our children at every single practice.
We help train our children, not for an opponent that they will meet on the track, on the mat, or on the field. We train them for the day that we, as their coaches, will step aside and let them take the lead.
The hardest job in the world,
is the best job in the world.
Thank you, Mom.
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