I heard Owen get out of bed so I met him in the hall. He smiled from ear to ear when he saw me. I started singing “happy birthday to you happy birthday” and before I could finish he reached up to my head pulled my hair and brought my head down towards him. It was too much for him. He needed what he wanted this morning and in his time. To say today was a full day is probably an understatement. We went to breakfast with grandma. As we were getting ready he looked out the window and saw snow. He came to me and said, “it’s snowy it’s winter Mickey Saves Christmas.” He then asked me when he would see his teacher again. We got ready to go and as we were driving, it was snowing, but he said, “it’s raining.” He followed it up with, “you told me the wrong thing.” We are all trying to get him to realize when he is saying the wrong thing he needs to make sure he says the correct thing about the moment he is talking about. Like he will say it’s raining when it is sunny so now I guess he is telling on himself. We when got to breakfast we had to wait for a table. He was sitting right next to his grandma and he repeatedly asked me if he was going to see her on Saturday after she just told him he could come over. I tried to get him to understand he needed to enjoy the moment. It is all hard for him to process. Once we were at a table he did great and he ate a lot for breakfast. We came home and we played some games and then we went bowling before his therapy appointment. He did amazing at bowling and throughly enjoyed. He was very hyper with me while he was seeing the doctor but calmed down when he saw the therapist. We came home and he ate a huge dinner from what my mom and I had left from our breakfast. His birthday is more precious to me than I can ever explain. He filled my heart when I needed it most. I’m so proud of how far he has come and what he is learning. On Friday we’ll celebrate his birthday again at the big slides. I’m glad he had a good day and got to do some of the things he loves. He doesn’t want to go anywhere tomorrow until it’s Thursday he said so he can get in the car and go to therapy. We shall see how that goes tomorrow. There are no words to describe being a mommy except love. You have my heart always my sweet baby O. Follow your dreams, motivate your souls, and remember one day at a time. 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.