I can tell you my exhaustion is exhausted. These late nights and early mornings are getting to me and trying to accomplish anything is like throwing silly putty on the wall and seeing if it will stick. And how do I have so much shrimp in my hair when I didn’t eat shrimp for dinner. Owen’s new old thing is to walk up to me and smell my hair. He went through this phase a while ago, I think somewhere between the pulling my hair and eating my hair phases. I don’t see this changing anytime soon since it has been going on for as long as I can remember. I’ve worked on it with him, I’ve talked to his doctors about it, and there have been many suggestions from therapists along the journey, but he still is fascinated with my hair. It always has to be a certain way. He went to visit his grandma for a few hours. As we were walking out of our front door I constantly have to remind him to be careful near the steps. He absolutely has no fear, doesn’t understand danger at all, and his surroundings all blend together to him. He will completely turn around on the steps while stepping down to the next one. All I can do is breathe and remind him to hold onto the railing. I work on steps with him and we count them so he at least is thinking about where he is, but I often think he is saying the number and not really counting each step. I remind myself to breathe some more. I’m hoping upon hope we can fall asleep early tonight. It’s the Fourth of July so I can already hear the fireworks, but I don’t think they would wake me even if they were right here beside me. Of course, I have to convince Owen it’s bedtime so we will see how that goes. He’s been yawning a lot tonight so I’ve got that going for us. I’m thankful for his progress. I’m thankful for his words, the English, Spanish, and German ones he used today and maybe another language or two I don’t even know. He also keeps watching a Dalmatians video. He is doing really well with pronouncing the L in the word Dalmatian. And that is true progress. The littlest of things can be the biggest of victories. Find the beauty around you, celebrate your joys, and make today matter. 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.