There is no expectation of sleep for me any more right Owen. It took him over two hours to fall asleep last night. The events of our day left me with a scavenger’s headache. The kind that looks for every possible spot to sit and rock your world. Yesterday was too much for Owen, too much for me too. He couldn’t fall asleep. His little body seeking input, but not allowing for the calm I was trying to give him. His eyes would flutter so close to sleep only to open again with full-on laughter behind them. He’d spring up out of the bed with a jolt and scream until I calmed him again. In those moments my heart races because now how much longer is it going to take him to fall asleep, will he start screaming again, or biting me for the input his body is seeking. Why did the biting have to come back. The cycle of behaviors come in and out of our lives. When I think they are gone here they come again. I don’t even think Owen lasted two hours in his bed after he fell asleep. I had barely been asleep myself when I heard him coming to my bed. He was restless all night, moving constantly and speaking out through his night’s dreams, my head still roaring from the day behind us. Our day started out with screaming to laughter in two-point two seconds. He didn’t want me to turn the light on. Ran to it, switched it off while screaming, and then I flipped it back on, giving him a big hug and saying, “I love you squishy”. I’ve called him squishy for as long as I can remember and it always makes him smile. He went to the potty without much fuss, got his milk from the refrigerator that I had prepared for him, and asked for “veggie straw pwease”. I gave him cereal which he devoured. After I put his coat on him he ran back to his cereal, grabbing a handful as we got ready to walk out the door. I’ve tried giving it to him with milk, but he prefers it dry. We walked to the bus stop and when we got there I realized the blue marshmallows had turn Owen into a little Smurf. His lips were blue. He doesn’t like many sweets, but every once in a while I stumble upon something he likes. I got the cereal to work with him on shapes and textures of foods, but it turns out he likes the taste. There are always many paths to the same place. The journey may not be what you expected, but make sure you take a moment to appreciate the world around you. Today is one moment in time. Find your strength, search for the beauty in the world, and know that you can make a difference. 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.