It’s so incredibly hard when my sweet baby O is sick. He woke around two and I knew it because he got his tablet and he turned it up loud. “I don’t want to get out of bed, I don’t want to get out of bed” I kept saying over and over. I got out of bed. He was laughing at something on his tablet. I had yelled out to him several times to come to me but he ignored me. He knew what I was saying but he didn’t want to give up his tablet or the tv and he certainly did not want to go back to bed. I said the semi-magic words that he wouldn’t get to go to school and he brought me his tablet. He at first said he wanted to go to sleep in his bed but once I got back to my bed it wasn’t long until he was in my bed. He came trying to get his tablet from me and I told him to get in bed. He truly takes up more room asleep than he ever does awake. It took him another thirty minutes before he fell back asleep. I know he was feeling miserable. Nighttime is always the hardest time when you are not feeling well. I debated again if I should keep him home from school but he woke up with me. He wanted to go so we got ready. Tons of leaves were all over the yard. We have a tree that has rounder, almost heart-shaped leaves and then my neighbor’s tree has pointier ones. He walked down the sidewalk and started separating the rounder ones from the pointy ones. He would take the round one and then move them under our tree and leave the other ones there in the pile. There were probably at least a hundred or more leaves and he was able to find all the ones that belonged to our tree. I had my keys hanging on me with a clip instead of putting them in my pocket. He noticed and wanted me to take action. He wanted Siri to translate several things and it wasn’t long before his bus came around. His teacher sent me a message after a while asking me about his glasses. I forgot to put them on him because I got distracted when I was giving him his allergy medicine. Technically only needs them for far away and his prescription is minimal but we wanted him to get used to wearing glasses now so he doesn’t have to wear them. I told her if he was asking I would bring them but she just wanted to make sure they weren’t lost. When he came home from school he was in a pretty good mood but I could tell he was tired. The bus driver said he was not wearing his glasses but I asked him to see if he left them in his classroom. He didn’t tell me if Owen answered him but I liked that he asked him and then checked with me about them. He may not have been able to process the question but having people communicate with him in this manner helps him to understand the art of conversation and that someone cares about his words. He was excited to tell me I was in my “pink hat pink stripe shirt pink shoes” skipping over my blue jeans to tell me everything else. He wanted his kiss on top of his head. He makes this lip movement and bends his forehead down in front of me. “Mwah,” I said making the kiss sound really loud on top of his head. I knew he wanted it about ten more times and he smiled. He was happy the rest of the night. That darn bathroom thing keeps tripping us up but I know it’s all a cycle with him. He fell asleep quickly but I can still hear his allergies stirring him. I pray he sleeps all night. There’s a light that shines so bright because of you. I’m thankful that even through his sickness his laughter carried through the house. Find your joy, be settled in the moment, and know that great things will come. 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.