The time change still has me wanting to crawl back under the covers. I think it has made us both a little more cranky the last few days. I got Owen up, and he immediately wanted to go back to bed. I told him that he had to get ready for school. He ran to the couch, getting his tablet along the way. I got him ready, taking his tablet back away from him, which was easier said than done. He wanted several hugs as I was getting him dressed. It helped wash the crankiness away, for both of us. We headed out the door for the bus stop, and every few feet, he stopped, asking for another hug. I bent down to hug him, telling him I loved him, and he can have a hug anytime he wants. Tomorrow’s Owen’s birthday. I can’t believe he will be seven. I’m excited, and emotional about it. Each year that passes I’m thankful for it, age means growth to me, and I can see his level of maturity growing. Some days it’s hard for me to fathom that my son can’t brush his own hair, or go to the bathroom by himself, or even put on his shoes, but he can take them off. I have to focus on the positive side of these things, I keep telling him that tomorrow is his birthday. We’ve practiced singing “happy birthday dear Owen”, and he’s sang it several times. His birthday party is Saturday. His very first birthday party, ever. My heart explodes with joy, and worries all the same. So many people will be there, and none of them will be where Owen is accustomed to seeing them. Owen likes everything in its place, so it maybe hard on him, having everyone there, and the other side of me wonders if he will even pay attention to who is there. He loves bowling so much that his focus could be completely on bowling. One day at a time, that’s what I can do. I’ve explained to him for weeks now that we will be having a party, and hopefully that will make it easier on him. Tomorrow I celebrate my sweet baby O, and we will celebrate the many accomplishments he’s made over the years. Celebrate your victories, no matter how small they are, keep taking those steps forward. 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.