Owen’s singing soothes my soul and makes me know everything is going to be alright. When he was a baby I knew it was important to introduce music to him. It has always been comforting to me and I wanted him to feel what it would do for your soul. I would take one of his tiny little hands and put it on my throat or chest and the other one on my mouth so he could feel the song as I sang it to him. He was so little. As he grew I made sure to play different types of music for him. And it was important to me to put the instruments in his hands. I didn’t know the struggles we would encounter at the time but I did know music would help us on the road ahead. Now I listen to Owen playing his instruments and singing his favorite songs and I know exactly how important music is. Tonight is night two of him serenading me before bedtime. I think partly he knows it will prolong bedtime but to see him stand there and perform makes all my emotions well with pride. I try not to push too much with music, wanting it to be his choice and his decision when and what to play so to see him take it upon himself makes the sound that much sweeter. There’s no stopping my boy. He plays numerous instruments. We have a keyboard, guitar, ukulele, harmonica, several types of drums, and some tiny versions of other instruments like an accordion. He loves playing the harmonica. And I’m amazed how well he does, truly able to play several notes with it. The love for music is there so the concept of how to play will develop with time. I know that it is also helping his language skills and connections. After his bath tonight he was so talkative but he was also very anxious about who he was going to see tomorrow. His teacher, therapists, and I are trying to find ways to ease his anxiety about not going to school during breaks. He is possibly going to summer school but it is still a struggle for that type of transition. He was talking about his day tomorrow and he bit me. It wasn’t hard but it still hurt. He used to bite me all the time so I’m thankful he hardly does it anymore. I started talking to him about emotions and before I could even get very far he said, “sorry mommy me no bite love you too”. We grow, we love, we learn. Our days are emotional but the joys and the knowledge that tomorrow is a brand new day gives me all the hope I need. Believe in yourself and the rest will follow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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