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Too Much Monday

3/25/2019

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I stare at my sweet baby O as he falls back asleep. I thought the sickness was gone, but overnight the fever hit him. He woke around three. At first seeming bright eyed, and bushy tailed, but quickly he said “are you sick”, hearing my words coming from him. He then gags himself, trying to find comfort, I’m sure. He doesn’t understand how his body works, wanting to force himself to throw up, even on days when he is not sick. Any concern I show is met with him trying to do it more. He’s resting now. I pray that it is still sinuses, and nothing else. It seems like every year at this time we go through the same things. I’m thankful he can say “are you sick”. I now, at least, have a warning of what’s to come. He still doesn’t understand what it means to be sick. To him it’s another time for sensory exploration. I sit here, watching him sleep, not wanting to make too much noise, that could wake him up. All he wanted to do was go to school this morning, repeating his teacher’s name over, and over again. When I told him he couldn’t go to school he moved on to all the other things he wanted to do. Bowling, church, grandma, post office, Christmas, all became his next line of focus. When he woke, he looked over at me, picking up his hand to shake it. He can’t move his fingers completely into the “I love you” sign, but he will stick his pointer finger up, shaking his hand as he does it. I quickly followed suit, moving my hand, back, and forth, in the sign. I could see the happiness wash across his face. He acts like he is feeling better, I think. The fever already broke, so hopefully it won’t return. And the best part is he is continuing to smile. The cough is still there, but hopefully he will be on the mend quickly. His eyes look more rested since this morning. His back to playing between his bowling set, and his tablet. Here’s to a better day, and a speedy recovery. “No eat” was requested, when I offered lunch, as he was shoving Cheerios in his mouth, so I would say we are improving. Life is not always easy, some days the emotions are overwhelming, but today will become tomorrow, and it will be a brand new day. Find your inspiration, and keep moving forward. 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.

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