Andrew Dean

Andrew Dean
Our Boy

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Low Blood Sugar

I really should update this more often since Andrew is learning, growing and changing every day. I read some of these posts tonight and it almost made me cry thinking about how much he's grown in the past year. He's really growing into his personality and it's so awesome watching him become his own person.

I don't think I have ever mentioned Andrew's blood sugar problem on this blog before. However, since pretty much birth Andrew has had an issue with his blood sugar. Because he was nearly 10 pounds at birth, he had to be kept in the nursery a little while longer because they were trying to stabilize his blood sugar. As a newborn, he was always eating...and as his many teachers have suggested, Andrew has a very healthy appetite. He's always hungry and will eat seconds, thirds, fourth...and so on if you allow him. However, if you don't have a snack on hand or if he gets off schedule, you can have a very upset, naughty little boy on your hand when he gets hungry. I believe he gets that from my mother who has been known to enter kitchens at a restaurant because her food was not out in the time she needed it to be because of her hunger.
Speaking of his mild hypoglycemia..  We traveled this summer to the midwest to see our family. He was getting a little hungry and he had been off his schedule due to the time change and family visits. At one point while we were in Sioux Falls, visiting Cody's grandparents, Andrew had grown increasingly hungry...and thus, very naughty. Cody brought him up to our room to stay with me for a bit and I asked Andrew why he was being so naughty when he knew better. Andrew looked at me and put the back of his hand on his forehead and stated, "I just can't control myself." I said, "Andrew, what's really going on. Why can't you control yourself?" He flung himself backwards, onto the bed, placed the back of his hand to his forehead and said, "okay, okay, I'll tell you the troof this time. I miss Sara, I miss Kate Jackson, I miss my toys and I want to be an evil scientist!" I sat on the bed dumbstruck at the last bit and it was all I could do to keep my composure. He really is something else and I absolutely love him to pieces.
Lord, what am I going to do with this boy?

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