Owen feels like he has matured overnight. The tent for his bed hasn’t helped him sleep any better but he still loves it. He woke to come find me and I didn’t get much sleep after that. I’m always torn. I keep hoping that each night will be the night he sleeps all through the night. I could let him sleep in my bed all night or I could sleep in his but if you have ever seen an octopus carrying 14 pizzas while walking on stilts and talking to everyone they meet while walking their dog that’s how Owen sleeps. One day I’ll get this figured out. When he woke for the day he listened well. He knew he had to get ready for school and quickly did all the steps. I got a great report from his teacher today. I love that she sees such growth in him. We had a therapy session for him tonight and he was so patient as we waited. Instead of using his tablet the whole time he talked with me and answered some questions. It felt great. When we came home he got a little anxious as we went through each of the lights. I reminded him that mommy was driving and we would home soon. He had done so well at the appointment I didn’t want the trip home to make the evening hard. Luckily we made it home before he got completely upset. When we left for the appointment he hit his hand on the door or maybe on the wall. He cried out in pain holding his hand. He immediately started saying “be careful did you hurt yourself are you ok I’m fine I’m fine” but clearly he was in pain. I heard all of my words pouring out of him as he was standing there almost on the verge of tears. I held him for a minute trying to figure out what he did and what part of him was hurting. He held out his finger to me. I saw no blood or scratches. Maybe he jammed it or hit it hard enough it was stinging him as he stood there. After a few more minutes he was ready to go again. He didn’t mention it the rest of the night so I think it was more of a shock to him. As much as I hate seeing him hurt I’m thankful for his words and that he could at least show me his finger. I know it’s all coming together for him. Every day I see how far he has come. When we got home I asked him what he wanted for dinner. He told me shrimp. We sat together eating dinner and he ate all of his shrimp and most of the ones I made for me. My sweet baby O is growing right before my eyes. It took him hours to fall asleep tonight, tossing and turning before he finally did. My heart does little flips with him, praying for peace and comfort all night for my baby. His smile and laughter fill my heart with joy. Look for the bright side of life and keep moving forward. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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