It rained, it poured, I wish I was snoring. Owen, and I walked to the bus stop in the rain. It wasn’t raining that hard, but there were puddles everywhere. Owen likes puddles. I kept trying to dodge them as we were walking, he kept trying to find them. He slept better last night, he woke happier, and he woke with a lot of words. When he saw the puddles, he said, “see de water”, and in he went, happily walking right through it. Me, I don’t like wet shoes. I wonder if the same is true for him, or if he even notices. This is where I try not to let my emotions spiral, as I think about it. He seems to like the rain, but not the feel of snow. Maybe it’s too cold for him. I can wonder about a lot of things, or keep pushing forward. The words are coming, I tell myself. He’s making more connections, and learning to express himself more. Yesterday, he stubbed his toe. I rejoiced, and I cried, because the words were there for him to tell me he hurt his toe. “Ohh my toe let momma see let me see did you hurt your toe what’s de matter you ok you ok what’s de matter ouch big hug did you hit your toe let em me see”, he said, and the words continued. My baby, my heart. When he was first learning to interact with me, anytime he would hurt himself, I would quickly access the situation, and then go through dialogue, and actions with him. Did you hurt yourself, I would say. I would tell him he would be fine, and give him a hug. His reaction was then to purposely get down on one knee, say, “did you hurt yourself”, and then come running to me for a hug. This is how he learns most of his actions, and reactions, through constant repetitions of the same steps. When he stubbed his toe, he went through all those steps again, multiple times, coming to me for confirmation that he was fine. I learn, and grow, through the eyes of my son. I’m thankful he has taught me how to see the world in a wonderful new way. Walk in the rain, enjoy the sunshine, and dance in the moonlight. Let your light shine, even on your darkest days. 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.