We arrived at the hospital, and I gently wiggled the sleeping boy out of his cosy seat, silently praying the place wasn’t heaving. It was a Tuesday—surely not prime time for accidents. How chaotic could a Tuesday really be? We walked into the reception area, handed over our letter, and took our seats. Only two…

This isn’t a story I ever imagined I’d be writing, and yet here we are — six days into life with a 16-month-old with type 1 diabetes. I’m starting this blog as a way of making sense of it all, of documenting the steep learning curve, the hard moments, the unexpected wins, and everything in…