Her hair was a tousled mess on the top of her head. She wore only the pink and white striped undies she slept in and the insulin pump connected to her hip. With her thumb she pressed the button through the Hello Kitty pouch to make the pump screen light up. She announced dramatically in a loud whisper -
my pump says it's 7:05! Is that true?! How is that even possible?! It's still dark outside!
A grin spread across her face as I explained it was, in fact, true and the clouds had covered the morning sun. She danced lightly on tip toe and said something about how she should have known because her tummy was hungry for breakfast.
As she skipped back down the hallway to find some clothes I sat on the couch feeling like I had just been the audience for a highly acclaimed Broadway performance. I was delighted by her. If that show had started while I was still blurry-eyed in bed my response probably would have been totally different. Thankfully, on that particular day I had resisted the 'snooze' button and drug myself out of bed early just as I intend to do every day. It's my chance to get may head and my heart right before they need me. It's the difference in me feeling enchanted versus exasperated with her, with them, my little people.
Barely a minute passed before she returned in her purple silk Rapunzel gown with her sewing kit in hand. Ready to begin...