The Tired Tuesday

Nothing snaps me back to attention like my voice coming right back to me through Owen’s mouth. It dawns on me not only how much words mean to our soul, but how we say it and express our love impact as well. He interprets expressions in his precise, beautiful way. But that also means everything I say is dissected and evaluated. I can see how my emotions affect my sweet baby O and I know that I have to be aware of my tone and attitude when I’m speaking with him. The fine line of stern voice and let’s keep the meltdowns at bay voice are hard to get right some days. The more Owen understands language the more I can see him trying to filter through my emotions. He’s always been very in tune with my emotions and now I see it more and more. I’m always amazed by how he puts certain inflections on words, making them sound like the person or video he learned it from. I’m thankful for his words, I’m thankful for his growth, and I’m thankful to learn through his eyes. He has taught me to be a kinder more patient soul. My emotions still run-heavy, I still have those hard moments, especially when I’m behind that slow person on the road going twenty less than the speed limit, but I now breathe and remind myself one day at a time. We’ve come a long way. My greatest joy is seeing my son happy. The smile that washes across his face brings joy to the world around him and even on my darkest days, I know one smile from Owen will take my blues away. He knows when momma needs a “big hug” and will come running to me to brighten my day. He also knows when he has not followed directions and he comes to me with his big hug to get away with it. I’m on to him. And I’m thankful. What’s changed your world. Find what inspires you and make your dreams come true. Smiles to all and donut daze!