Rocket Friday

Some days I want a redo. I woke so many times last night I don’t even know if I slept. Queen of overthinking is my self appointed title; add that into the dreams I had last night, and I’m pretty much in slow motion today. Owen woke with goals in mind; screaming about going to school, crying because he had to get up, and mad because we couldn’t leave right away. Timing is a thing we truly struggle with. I set timers for different events like bedtime, or when we need to leave the house, but then he wants timers for things that can’t happen at that moment. He will say something like, “timer goes off den I go bowling”, but it might be three o’clock in the morning, or when he needs to get ready for school. So the connection is former what the timer means, but now it is more for getting things he wants. When we walked to bus stop, he had one thing on his mind, and that was what he was going to do after school. The more we walked towards the bus stop the louder he got, sharing all his thoughts with the neighborhood. You don’t shush my child, because he will amplify his voice, and I can’t tell him to use his inside voice when we are clearly outside. The art of distraction is what I try to do with Owen, but it generally goes over as well as the shushing. Once we got to the bus stop he was full of laughter, and excitement. He wanted hugs, and kisses, telling me “I wuv ewe”. And then he saw the bus coming down the road. The joy that washes over him is amazing. He started dancing around, and his smile was beyond huge. This is enough to propel my sleepy mood into happiness. For the love of Owen I push myself to be a better me. Find your inspiration, and make your dreams come true. Be bold, be beautiful, be you. Smiles to all and donut daze!