My sweet little 6 yr old boy was diagnosed almost exactly 3 months ago. I find this extra sadness growing inside of me as we near Christmas, and I'm not really sure why. Perhaps the sentiments of the season make it that much easier to reflect on the life I had imagined for him, versus the life now laid out before him. On the other hand, DH and I have begun talking about looking at pumps , so I'm hoping that will give me some renewed hope. Wishing you all a merry, beautiful, sweet holiday!