Four o’clock in the morning comes really early when one o’clock in the morning was really late. To say I need sleep might be an understatement. Owen drank a lot of milk last night. I should have made him go to the bathroom about twenty more times before he went to bed but I really didn’t think about it. He woke up around four, came to me, and I realized he was wet. It’s probably what woke him up but he doesn’t understand his body enough in the middle of the night to understand the process of going to the bathroom when he wakes. I got him cleaned up but by that time it was like party central here. He wanted his tablet, the tv, milk, and no more sleep. Me, I’m like when is bedtime. Tonight I can tell he is exhausted but he will be fighting sleep I’m sure. He has been singing up a storm in every language. He keeps asking Siri to translate sayings into “boy”, “dog”, “green”, and “potato” as his top choices and then he moves on to actual languages. He is starting to get a little more upset when Siri doesn’t understand what he is asking for but still asks her a ton of questions. All I can think is he is mad at her and not me. Owen has a memory like the memory lane of all memory lanes. He loved an app that had a song for the alphabet included on it. For some reason, the app changed and they took the song away. This did not go over well with him. About two years later he still asks me almost every day about the app and alphabet. He says, “ABC”, his foot starts tapping the ground and then he waits for me to say, “you have to go to YouTube”. This is years after the app changed. I never know what is going to compel him to repeat something but I know he memorizes everything. I have to remember the rules and make sure I respond in the way he wants to hear. Some days I push the envelope but I also try to help him through the process. He keeps telling me ten more minutes for bed and I haven’t even told him it was bedtime yet. I think he might be as ready as I am. His smile, his songs, his growth are what put a smile on my face, a song in my heart, and my soul growing right next to his. Be strong, be motivated, and be ready for your new happiness. 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.