A doctor, after finding out that my husband and I are Catholic, use natural family planning, and are looking forward to having lots of children, looked at me over the top of his glasses, chin tucked in disapproval, and said, "all I'm saying is you don't need 20 kids." Leaving aside the question of whether one really needs children, which I emphatically deny, I responded, "what about 10?" While I don't know if 10 children are really in my future, I am serious about having as many was my body and our marriage can reasonably accommodate (not to mention having enough rooms in a house and seats in a car to squeeze them all in!).
Of course, diabetes is nothing to sneeze at, so I don't take my health and my ability to bear children for granted. Every pregnancy I've had has been haunted by my doctors' fears of my babies getting too big in utero for me to safely delivery "in the normal way," and I can't say I haven't spent a few anxious, sleepless nights crying about it. That's where the name "Big Baby Blues" comes from. (That and my boys' fantastically blue eyes, which they get from their daddy). But I've learned a lot in the last eight years, and I hope my experiences help you to be fruitful and multiply, too. I'm grateful for insulin pumps and all the other things we've learned about how to do pregnancy and diabetes safely.
So read on, and I hope I make you laugh a little bit in the process. Because difficult things don't have to make you cry all the time. Pregnancy is hard, children are worth it, and diabetes doesn't have to get in the way.