“School’s over”, Owen repeated as he rounded the corner to me. He had just woke up and came to me in the kitchen. I scooped him up and sat there hugging him, hoping to distract him, but the same words kept being repeated. We both went to bed exhausted and he actually stayed in bed a little longer again this morning. He was yawning as he came to me and most of the morning felt like slow motion for both of us. Sometimes the moments become overwhelming and emotional for me. I handed a packet to Owen, asking him to “set it down by the red”, pointing in the direction he needed to go, by the door. He held the item closer to him with one hand, sounding out letters like he was trying to spell the words I was saying. His foot started tapping the floor so I knew this was quickly escalating to a situation I needed to change. Instead of having him put it down next to the red item, I had him hand me both. He was struggling with the concept of putting something down. And off he went to play again. I breathed. I swallowed the lumps forming in my throat. Owen has come so far, but what seems like an easy task can quickly turn into a meltdown for him. It’s another skill we have to work on, I thought. My sweet baby O, my heart, my soul, and my inspiration. All I can do is keep moving forward. I turn around to see potty training 101 flying out the window again. I quickly get him into the bathroom changing my sadness to the overwhelming moment of being overwhelmed. Routine has caused the backtrack of potty training, yet he is still doing really well with it. Back and forth so I never know which days to stay on top of him and the next day he doesn’t miss a beat. He had waffles for dinner because I offered fish, shrimp, or chicken and he said, “I want waffle pwease”. When the dude makes the request you give what is requested or at least when momma thinks it’s a good idea. He’s been eating really great lately and requesting food so I like to encourage that we have “choices many choices”. Sometimes it’s more about him asking for food or an item than what the choice really is. He is growing and finding his voice. That’s the important part of this journey to me. Never give up. There are miracles right around the corner for all of us. Today has been a great day. The bumps in the road will quickly be moved to the road less traveled. Be inspired by the world around you and make today matter. 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.