We woke with temps once again. They were both low grade but any grade at this point is for the birds. Owen didn’t have as much congestion but he still had a lot of drainage. I’m hoping it is coming to an end for us. He slept all night and for that I am thankful. When he woke he came to me with his next new emotion. He told me he was mad. “I mad grr,” he said and continued to tell me he was mad over and over with the growl continuing. These connections to emotions are great but they are hard for me to watch him go through. It has been an incredible learning experience for him over the last few days. After the initial wake up of being mad things shifted and he was pretty calm. He wanted to play in his room again and closed the door. Doors have become a thing again. It almost feels like my ten year old is becoming a teenager with the slamming of doors. What’s old is new again. When he was younger the doors would be opened and shut constantly, partly because my house is old and the doors only stay shut if you do it exactly the right way. He was full of tiny tidbits all day, filled with knowledge that both amuses and amazes me all in one. Siri and Alexa both played big roles in his day, responding to his many requests for the knowledge he seeks. “I want chocolate milk please in Arabic,” he asked Alexa. He knows how to say it and in all the other languages she can translate into but he still asks her. He wanted all kinds of songs too. He pointed to my phone and said, “Toy Blast on your phone downloading.” I told him what I always tell him that I don’t have it on my phone and I’m not going to put it on there. He laughs and shows me he has it on his tablet. He has his books scattered everywhere. Every time I put them up out they come again. He started bringing his books to me and he said, “it’s mommy’s turn” wanting me to read with him. I love his love for books. I was trying to get him to drink more water today and that does not always go over well. I handed him a cup and it’s like he because a water faucet. There was water everywhere. He dribbles it out of his mouth and keeps talking about it being almost done and hasn’t even drank one swig. The hard part is when he gets any liquid on anything it upset him. He is the one that is spilling the water and then he is screaming that “it will dry” but clearly upset that anything is wet. My head spins on how to get him to understand it’s ok and he will be fine. And this is from the dude that loves baths and thinks it’s hilarious to get the whole bathroom wet with his “splash splash splish” method in the tub. It’s so hard for me to explain to him what splashing is like when it is raining. I’m hoping the visual therapy will continue to help him with this concept. He wanted pancakes for breakfast and second breakfast, my dude eats a lot. The thing is today one of those pancakes slipped away without me noticing. When he got into bed he pulled out a pancake. It was under his pillow and his “pancake hand” told him to put it under his pillow like his “tooth hand” put his tooth under his pillow so he could get lollipops and new hats. So for his pancake, he wanted an Octopus hat as a present and more lollipops both of which he got for Christmas. I made sure to look under my pillows and the couch pillows and thankfully nothing else this time. My king commentator fell asleep quoting a story that I’m sure he heard somewhere earlier in the day, “I can’t do that yet please try again it will be fixed soon.” The knowledge he has stored is beyond incredible. I’m thankful for his amazing gifts and his smile that warms my heart. The victory comes in the patience we show during the challenges we walk through. You are stronger than you ever imagined. 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.