Four o’clock in the morning comes early no matter what time you go to bed. When the time changes it really doesn’t change us we have to adapt. Owen doesn’t understand the concept of time and is not adjusting to the change at all yet. I have calendars and clocks to help him learn about what they do but it will take time for him to comprehend it. He seems like he is starting to feel a bit better. Hopefully, by tomorrow it will be well on his way to being out of his system. We’ve gone bowling every Saturday for over a year now. I don’t want to break our strike or maybe that’s streak. He’s missed being at school and church. He loves going so this has been a really hard week for him. He woke up this morning and to say he had bedhead is an understatement. It was all over the place and sticking out in numerous directions. I’ve been wanting to cut it for days now but with him being sick I’ve waited. I’ve always cut his hair. I keep thinking one day I’ll take him to a salon but I don’t know if we’re ready for that. I cut his hair a little at a time, for several days in a row. This helps him be able to process it. When I was doing it all at one time it was causing him too much anxiety. Now he still gets anxious but he knows we are only going to do a small section. He says, “cut cut cut” as I move through his hair. Owen has taught me to see the world in a whole new light, knowing now the shadows can make him dance with delight, and sounds that come from something like a haircut will make him scream with ￼fright. I celebrate Owen’s accomplishments with him. I let him know that he is amazing and tell him that even through our challenges that he is doing great things. We all got something. Find your motivation and know that you can do anything if you set your mind to it. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.