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Opening Tuesday

7/14/2020

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Sometimes you just got to breathe. Owen chewed another hole in another shirt. He goes through at least three or four shirts a week. Sometimes they aren’t so bad that he can wear them for nightshirts, others the holes are so big there’s not much left to them. I have tried different types of chewing devices and accessories but cloth seems to be his choice. If I don’t keep a shirt on him he will bite the blankets, pillows, couch, or anything else cloth he can find. He needs the sensory input. He acted like he was not feeling good this afternoon, but by evening he seemed to be much better. That’s still one of the hardest parts of this journey for me. I want him to be able to tell me his feelings, his emotions, his wants, and his needs, not to mention his dreams for tomorrow. I was never so thankful when he started making the connection to those Five Little Monkeys that kept jumping on the bed. He would sing the part, “momma called de doctor and de doctor said” when he wasn’t feeling well. I rejoiced the connection. I told his doctor that in itself was so emotional for me because I am rejoicing the fact that my son is able to tell me he is sick. But it was the only thing I could grasp onto when he was truly not feeling well he would sing the song. Now he doesn’t always sing the song, but he phrases it like I would be saying it. “Does your head hurt”, he will say and sometimes he still doesn’t understand what he needs to explain to me. It may not be his head that is actually hurting, but that’s all he knows how to explain. This momma prays a lot. I held him as he fell asleep. I started the bedtime routine early tonight, hoping he would get some much needed rest. Luckily he was asleep within an hour instead of the two or three it normally takes us. His laughter filled the air tonight, even as he drifted to sleep. I’m thankful to hear those belly gut laughs and they make me smile. Find a way to push through your sadness and let your gladness take over your soul. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. 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.

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