What stage of acceptance are you at for anything, everything, today, tomorrow, the future. I keep pondering the question that has no answers and no ending. The Queen of overthinking reporting for duty once again. The things that should make Owen sleepy generally have the opposite effect on him. I gave him a lavender bath. Before the bath, he was yawning and could hardly keep his eyes open but he always has to take a bath. We must do the routine. I very rarely use lavender because he likes to drink the bath water and I have to watch him like a hawk when he has soap in the tub. He got out of the tub like he was ready to take a five-mile run and two hours later he’s finally asleep. He would almost be asleep and then pop up, get not even an inch from my nose, and scream. I have to remind myself of the victories. The dude is growing. He climbed in my lap today and I thought he is solid as a rock, all muscle, and must have gained ten pounds. For early breakfast, he ate cereal and two waffles. We got up at five so there was a lot of time for second breakfast that consisted of eggs. I asked if he wanted some and he said no but he ate at least one before I asked if he wanted more. He said, “one more time”. So I gave him a little more. And then he ate mine off my plate when I got up to get more coffee. The bottomless pit continued. Not an hour later he asked for veggie straws and he said, “you want a donut”. Unfortunately, we had no donuts and he really doesn’t like sweets anyways. He has become a typing machine. He wanted to find animal sounds on YouTube. He had it pulled up on the tv. He started typing in “a n i m” saying the letters as he typed and when animal sounds came up in the list he selected and said, “hello zebra”. I am trying to teach him how to find things. He has no concept of where things are located. Like tonight I asked him to take the water jug from the front door to the kitchen. I broke it down in steps for him but he has a hard time working through each step and stopping for further instructions. Plus, he doesn’t understand when I say a location like floor or ceiling. I finally got close to him and walked him through each step. When he carried the jug to the kitchen I asked him multiple times to sit it down but that process was hard he brought it back in the living room until I made him take it back in the kitchen. I am celebrating that he got it to the kitchen. One step at a time we grow and together we walk forward. Find your happiness, share your joy, and let the world see your smile. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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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.