You may have already met. At a gTea. A tradeshow. A Ducks game. But if not …
Please say hello to
(There’s a lot to be learned about a person from an interview. But when you stick to a formula just for the sake of consistency, the opportunity for truth and genuine story-sharing dwindles. Michelle provided the interview answers as requested, but then I pushed her for more. Because anyone that knows Michelle in real life knows that T1D plays as big a role in her world as Tom Hanks’ role in Forrest Gump. And so that’s where we will begin our introduction.)
“My ultimate passion is my two boys, but honestly, whose children aren’t? Two years ago, however, my passion became much more specific as our world seemed to fall apart with Keagan’s type 1 diabetes diagnosis. It’s impossible to describe how it feels when hearing your child will never live a ‘normal’ life, forever a slave to medicine and health care. I can’t express in words the gut-wrenching pit and the sob that escaped my lips as we rushed off to an extended hospital stay. However, that time passed and we survived; just passing the two year-mark with his dia-birthday, a day we celebrate, instead of grieve, recognizing how far he (we) have all come.
We wanted to give a little bit of air-time to some of the seriously crafty and talented moms and dads in our midst. Check them out. Give them a wave and a hello (and maybe patronage …). Are there other mama/family-owned businesses you’d like to give a shout-out to? Please do! Tell us all about them (even if it’s you!) in the comments.
Thank you to gMum (and good friend!) Amelia for sharing a piece of her story.
Cancer is a monster with its own agenda. But my mother fought the good fight until the very end when it just took over December 14, 2007. The following days, weeks and months were a blur. I know I made it to work after the first of the year, cared for my preschooler, and I started volunteering thinking it would help me by helping others. I went through a wonderful training but by the end of it I knew it wasn’t the right fit for me at the time. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to fulfill the duties required of the position.
No matter how you choose to feed your baby, it’s a journey. And one that requires a pretty tough look at where you’ve been, where you are, where you’re going, and then you take a gigantic big breath to ride the ensuing emotions with as much confidence as you can muster. Thanks to gMum, Nilam for telling us her story.
Several months ago my daughter and I decided it was time to wean her from breast milk. I have to say – she didn’t seem to care. But for me, it was a journey that meant something. I jotted down our journey and how I felt. Maybe you went through this too (Please say yes so I can feel like a normal mom).
It’s happening. I think my baby no longer needs me to breastfeed her. Hooray/sniff sniff/woohoo/boo hoo/yippee/fall-into-a-puddle-and-weep-because-this-might-mean-she-doesn’t-need-me-AT-ALL-anymore. Get a hold of yourself, woman!
Seriously, though, I’m really having mixed feelings about this. On the one hand, hallelujah! I can wear a normal bra again! Finally! On the other, it’s the one thing I could give her that no one else can.
This picture was posted on our facebook page and it prompted us to say “Awesome!” and then immediately follow up with “Tell us about it!”. And thankfully, she did. Thank you Charlotte for telling us a story.
Two and a half years ago my family moved to Portland, OR away from everything we’d ever known. Away from our extended family, and friends we went to grade school with. I had started using gDiapers just before having my second son only months after the move and followed the company on facebook. When there was an event invite for a gTea at the offices I decided that it would be a good opportunity to meet other moms in the area who were also using the product and meet the fabulous employees who help get the product on my baby’s bum. After all, we were pretty alone in this new place. Within minutes of realizing that I was new to the area and gDiapers itself, Kim asked if I’d met Jaimey. Which of course I hadn’t….yet. She insisted I had to and I was open to making new friends. I needed that.