How much can you pack into twenty-four hours and still have a few more hours to pack things in? These and other fine thoughts are running through my head. After getting cleared of no covid, yesterday Owen sneezed and his eyes got really watery, really quickly. I could tell what was happening. I prayed and prayed and prayed some more but here it was. As the night went on he got more and more nasally and it meant it would go one of two ways. Spike a fever really quickly and need an antibiotic or stay right above his normal temperature and be really nasally for several days. So far it feels like it will get out of his system pretty quickly. Plus, he had tons of energy today and no high fever. When he woke up for I think the third or fourth time he was ready to “be with mommy”. Before he got sick I told him he was going back to school today. What an emotional rollercoaster that was because not even an hour later I was almost completely positive he would not be able to go. He did well though even though he asked for his teacher constantly and then said, “be with mommy”. I’m going to look at the bright side of it all. I got to dance with my boy in the kitchen. He started singing to a song on his tablet and I asked if he wanted to dance with me. He came a’running to the kitchen. At first, he put his feet on mine and we move around a little and then raised up to my neck and wanted me to hold him to dance. My day was made at that point. Moment after moment he did amazing things. His reading level has increased over the past few weeks. He was watching a video and I asked him what one of the ads said for another video coming up. He didn’t hesitate and read it all to me. He ran to the “potty” and when he was finished he said, “that’s a” wanting me to tell him what it was. He said, “toywet” but very softly. We always call it potty so he stood there sounding toilet out. The letter L is hard for him but he asked me to look up the word on YouTube and he was happy. My day was filled with these moments of joy. He was watching a Mickey Mouse Clubhouse video and when Daisy was playing the xylophone with the band he started yelling for his xylophone. He stood there playing the xylophone and singing with the gang, and he did it in numerous languages. Music has always been something I wanted to share with Owen so that he knew he could play any instrument he wanted and sing until his heart’s content. When he wanted his xylophone I cried. He wanted to be a part of the band. He fell asleep quickly with his loud fake snoring going and in my arms. I’m praying he feels better tomorrow but incredibly thankful for his amazing progress. Some days feel impossible and other days feel possible. Never give up on the hope of tomorrow. Find your strength and keep pushing forward. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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