I was sitting at the kitchen table and Owen was in the living room, maybe twenty feet from me. I didn’t even think about it because my back was to Owen and I took my glasses off for a moment. Within seconds he comes running to me and yells, “summer glasses”. All glasses are called summer glasses and my glasses need to remain on my face. I had taken them off, laying them down to wipe something out of my eye. He doesn’t understand that sometimes you have to take your glasses off and sometimes I have to move my hair a certain direction to get it out of my face. I get emotional about this because he’s my sweet baby O. I have to be picture perfect to what he sees. I try not to think about it, but some days it feels harder than others to keep all the rules straight. Some days it doesn’t bother him at all or if it does he doesn’t show it or express it. We ate our lunch and he ran off to go to the bathroom. He’s not throwing as much of a fit now about having to wash his hands or go to the potty after we eat. He stopped in the doorway looking at me, but wouldn’t respond to my questions. He then went into the bathroom, went potty, mostly fix his clothes kinda, and started washing his hands. I helped him with the soap and when he was done instead of wiping them on the towel he shook them around. This still surprises me when he does it. He doesn’t do it each time so I never know what to expect. He does not like to dry his hands at all on the towel. I think it causes him sensory overload. He was going to go spend a few hours with his grandma so I got him ready and at this point he goes back and forth through his emotions, trying to process the steps and what day of the week it is. I had his clothes on him and then he said, “I’m not going to see grandma today” and started taken them off. I told him if he took his clothes off that meant he would not see her today. He then pulled his shorts back up, but he kept repeating that he wasn’t going to see her. It’s hard for him to understand it all. It’s hard for me to help him with everything. After another thirty minutes he finally let me put his shoes on so we could go. He wanted to see his grandma, but emotionally he had to process the steps to get there. We don’t always walk out our door quickly and sometimes not at all. When we got to the car he saw his reflection in the paint. He likes to watch himself spit to see his teeth, but today’s adventure consisted of him pulling down his shorts as well. I quickly got that resolved and off we went. Our yard, our domain, our porch we have no boundaries for any of this. When we come home I have to remind him not to undress on the porch. We stretch the rules of the universe and put rules on it at the same time. Find your inspiration and motivation and change your world. What are you waiting for. 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.