I’m rejoicing. Owen spilled his milk. Did he scream, no. Did he get mad, no. Instead he told me. “Scuse me”, he said numerous times. Then he followed it with “makey de mess”. He only spilled a little bit of milk but this still always upsets him when he spills anything. He usually plays in it while he screams. We have been working on manners and bodily functions so at first, I thought he burped and I didn’t hear him but he kept trying to explain what had happened. He did it very calmly. That’s some big growth right there. And this momma is excited. He has been using his voice to find videos on YouTube instead of asking me constantly. I love that he is feeling more confident with his own voice. He is speaking slower and pronouncing his words so that he can get the voice-activated option to understand him. It seems like sweet baby O is soaring so quickly. He is speaking Spanish, French, German, Italian, and possibly Chinese and Japanese. And my favorite “potato”. He keeps asking Siri to translate everything into potato. I’m not sure if it is because he thinks Spanish is “spinach” or he thinks potato is a language. I know he can say his alphabet and count to at least ten in several of them. Otherwise, he repeats mostly Disney references and nursery rhymes in multiple languages. I got Siri and Alexa fighting over the chance to translate for me and I’m still lost but hey, my sweet baby O is going to town on these languages. Through all these happy moments I’m still crying a river of tears inside. He yelled, “milk milk milk” at me from across the house. He had milk in his glass. I try to get him to understand we need to have conversations and he has to ask for what he wants instead of blurting it out like a command. I also have him get the milk or other items he wants and bring them to me. My tiredness shows today and my loneliness feels heavy. He’s come so far. I’ve cried happy tears over spilled milk and sad tears over the yelling for milk he already had. I’m going to focus on the good stuff. His smile is bright, his words abundant, and his focus very determined. Focus on the good times in the overwhelming moments and let your heart be calm under the waves of emotions. 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.