Time, what’s that and how do you even try to explain it. One o’clock in the morning is the same as one o’clock in the afternoon to Owen. And that’s the new wake up time. He started singing a verse from The Wheels On The Bus an inch from my ear. It would have been my nose if I was laying a different direction. I told him mommy needed sleep that I was cranky and exhausted. He said, “you’re tired”. I had to laugh and applaud the huge connection he made. He wanted to get out of bed, ready to start his day. The requests started coming milk, school, and bathroom. My focus was on getting him back to sleep and not crying. He was in and out of sleep for the next few hours, always landing across my head at some point. I’m really not sure how to get him past that. In his sleep, he always finds a way to put his head on my head and grasp the finest hairs at the nape of my neck. This has always amazed me because he has a problem with fine motor skills, yet he can hold onto those tiny hairs. I spoke with his speech teacher and I was really excited to hear about his progress. Things that he couldn’t do at the beginning of the year he is able to do now. We talked about strategies and learning goals. I was inspired by his progress and hearing his speech teacher explain that he will now sit through the testing process was wonderful news. Owen does not always know how to respond to a question or understand the concept of something like big and small. Plus, he repeats everything multiples times, constantly until you respond to him. One step at a time, I remind myself, knowing that this is the little boy the doctors told me might not talk. Not only does he talk and sing, but he is thriving, growing, and making wonderful progress. I asked Owen to get his shoes this morning. He got them and instead of putting them on the floor where I asked him to he tried to put them on. Through his eyes, emotions, actions, and reactions I’m learning and growing. Never give up. Tomorrow is a brand new day and what seems like the impossible might just be the possible in tomorrow’s light. 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.