My tender heart

My Trey. Sigh.

All through Kindy he was very comfortable with his diabetes and Celiac and very matter of a fact about it. He got up and told his class that he has diabetes and showed off his insulin pump and told them why he had it and was very proud.

I asked him this year if the nurse had come in to talk to his class. They like to do this so the kids don't think his pump is a toy and try to press the buttons and also so they will know to watch out for him on the playground, etc. He told me that he really didn't want her to come in this year and his diabetes was very personal to him and he wanted to keep it private. I think he is at that age where he is embarassed about it and doesn't want people to know. Of course that makes my heart break in two because it was never any issue - he never felt different, now he does. Or maybe he felt different before but he didn't care then and now it's affecting him.

I hate that he is different and now he realizes it and it makes him feel bad.

He did meet little Trey (a kindergartener) - the only other diabetic in the school and he is very uninterested in it all. I don't know how to handle it all. Do I go with it? Do I press the issue? How do I reassure him that it's okay to be different? I just don't know.

This is a very hard mommy moment.