I feel like my sweet baby O is making more and more connections every day. We stood at the bus stop singing songs together. Some he wanted to sing others he wanted to scream about. He wanted me to sing “twinkle twinkle” and not “if you happy”. He always wants to set the timer on my phone for the bus to come. He knows that when we set a timer he has to do certain tasks or we begin his bedtime countdown. He always says “two more minutes” when it is something he wants to put off, like going to bed. I’m happy he has slept well for the last few nights. I couldn’t fall asleep last night, needing the quiet time to be in my own thoughts. The echoes run through my mind from our days. He screams a lot, even in happy tones, he screams at everything. Plus the last few days our internet has been very slow. He will yell, “it’s broken” in a high pitched squeak when the internet is slow to move. If a video hesitates for even a few seconds he can’t handle it. The art of distraction is what I’m learning to do, finding ways to entertain him, and interact with him. I’m thankful for how far we’ve come. The words I wanted for so long for are now flourishing. He still doesn’t always know how to express himself, but it is coming. As if on cue we had a beautiful conversation. Owen had been playing with one of his apps and it stated how many people have walked on the moon. He loves listening to the character talk about space. A little bit later I randomly asked him “how many people have walked on the moon”. He immediately turned to me and without hesitation answered “twelve”. He kept going talking about the sun and other words I couldn’t distinguish, but he was so excited to tell me. I always ask Owen a lot of questions, hoping for responses, but knowing that he can’t always process an answer. These days are what I’ve been waiting for. I’ve longed for him to be able to tell me his thoughts and dreams. Never give up. Today is a brand new day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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