First of all, I’m so glad my sweet baby O is feeling better. Second of all, I’m going to remind myself that Owen is feeling better. And that means at three o’clock in the morning he proudly announces that he will be going to school today and then tells me he is going to grandma’s on Saturday and church on Sunday. At five o’clock in the morning, I might have been a little more excited. I would have been downright jubilant at six o’clock but three o’clock in the morning I was just plain tired. The good news he was feeling better. Since I wasn’t quite as excited as he needed me to be he decided that I should hear about it approximately two point two seconds after he told me the previous time. That went on for at least thirty minutes. You can’t stop a moving train. I told him he needed to go back to sleep. He told me he needed milk and apple juice. He decided that I was going to be more excited about this and proceeded to ask for it until I finally got up. He immediately told me to “sit” as he always does when I’m getting up. I told him that I couldn’t get him a drink if I didn’t get up. I gave him a sip of apple juice and tried to convince him to go back to sleep. He reminded me that he was going to school today and he was going on the bus and they were “all going to turn right”. I can tell you I am beyond thankful for the people in my son’s life. Tears are floating in my eyes thinking about how blessed we are. The bus driver for his afternoon bus does a wonderful job helping him understand where they are going and by doing what she does she is also helping me. Owen gets upset in order and routine doesn’t always happen but he also loves riding the bus. And order and routine don’t always go hand and hand with riding the bus, for that matter riding in the car, everything changes. But thankfully the morning and afternoon bus staff give their all to these kids. When he walked into the house he went to the kitchen. He said, “it’s the kitchen”. There is such a joy hearing him state things. It’s like he is seeing things for the first time and telling me exactly what they are. My heart soars with his words. I was trying to decide what blanket to try for him, pushing ahead of my own overthinking. I asked him which color he would rather have saying, “brown or blue”. He said, “blue”. I phrased the answers saying, “blue or brown” and I knew what the response would be, “brown”. He always answers with the end answer. We are trying to work on this. I went with blue. His two favorite blankets are blue so I thought that might help. We shall see how it goes when it arrives. As we were getting him ready for bed I asked him, do you know what a kite is. Without hesitation, he said, “it’s up in the sky”. My heart smiled. I felt my heart smile. Today is one moment in time. The joys erase the three in the morning wake-ups and I know that tomorrow my sweet baby O will soar like a kite up in the sky. Never give up on the hope of tomorrow. Cherish the dawn of a new day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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