More Hugs Friday

Let’s do the happy dance; Owen slept all night, in his bed. He woke happy, listening to most of my directions, and talking with me about his day ahead; no screaming. That in itself is a huge plus. I’m working on my own health, trying to stay one step ahead of the age game. I’m focused on trying to be healthier, eating better, taking my vitamins, and the big one, being kind to myself. It’s easy to let myself get down about things, or feel like I’m not succeeding, but the more we sit in that moment, the harder it is for ourselves. I tell Owen every day that he is amazing, and can accomplish anything if he puts his mind to it; I have to remind myself of this, as well. Every day I wake up with hope. Hope, for my son, for me, for the world. Today is one of those days that keeps me motivated. He was singing with Little Einsteins; he kept running to me to interact with him. There is no greater joy than having my child look me directly in my eyes, and sing to me. Tears are floating in my eyes, like little sailboats, drifting off to explore the sea. I never knew if Owen would interact with me, more or less look at me. There was a period of time he couldn’t look me directly in the eye, but here we are singing together, staring at each other. We stood at the bus stop, and he wanted to see me without my “summer glasses”. My baby knows me with glasses, that’s how he has the mental picture of me, and it’s very hard for him when I don’t have them on. He wanted them off my face. I took them off for a second. He said, “hi mommy”, and then said, “wear summer glasses”. I put them back on. There was no screaming, and he was smiling. These are huge steps. His focus is becoming stronger every day, and I know everything is going to be fine. I’m thankful for these moments, and I see more of them every day. Never give up, keep going after your dreams, making them a reality. Smiles to all and donut daze!