I would love to say the day has been calm for me. Owen was calm or mostly calm but some days that means he tries to get away with pushing every one of my buttons and not listening at all. Plus, sometimes my emotions are sad. Grief still hangs on to my heart. The morning went ok but I’ve pretty much given up on the thought of him sleeping through the night. Oh, how I wish he could sleep again. He wanted me to wear my pink shoes. I wanted to make sure we got to the bus stop so I wore them. We got to the bus stop and he wanted to listen to Siri saying all the different words in all the languages. I wanted him to practice saying the phrase we were learning for him to say to his teacher. I hope that he told her “I appreciate you”. He was doing well with it. I’m thankful for his words and how far he has come. He was calm when he came home from school except for the screaming part. He really didn’t like my singing today. And he let me know it. I kept singing and told him that we don’t scream at people just because we don’t like their singing. Manners are something we work on and interactions. I talk to him about expressing his feelings and emotions. I make sure he understands that he is allowed to have his own feelings but he cannot discount someone else’s feelings either. I tell him all the time that our goal is to be nice to each other and screaming at someone is not being considerate of their feelings. He said, “sorry mommy” when I was not singing to his liking. Bedtime is where the rollercoaster got rolling and my tears followed. He couldn’t settle and he kept screaming at everything. He wanted to ignore it was bedtime. I told him if he didn’t go to sleep and he kept yelling at me he wouldn’t get to see his teacher tomorrow. I try not to think about it but the screaming always goes to my heart. This is my sweet baby O. It took over an hour for him to fall asleep. It hasn’t taken that long in a while. I pray he sleeps all night and we both wake up on the right side of the bed tomorrow. He had a full belly of shrimp when he went to bed so I hope that helps. I’m thankful for the story he read with me tonight and the smile in between the screams. Find your happiness, share your story, and make your dreams come true. 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.