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Trading Saturday

2/20/2021

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Three o’clock in the morning is awfully early when one o’clock in the morning is considerably late. I fell asleep early with Owen, for about thirty minutes waiting for him to fall asleep. And then I woke up with a start. I’m really not even sure what woke me. I got up and then didn’t fall asleep until after one. Somewhere in the three o’clock range, Owen was an inch from my nose talking about the weather, who he wanted to see, and where his tablet was. I was still in the processing phase. I told him it was still night time and he was not having it. He was ready for the day and that was the end of it. I told him to look outside, that it was still dark and he could have his tablet if he went back to “mommy’s bed”. I wonder if he will ever call it his bed. He wouldn’t stay in his room and he wouldn’t let me sleep. I sat on the couch in a daze for a bit, then I started the first of many pots of coffee for the day. The day was a mix of where’s my routine, screaming at me for one thing or another, and a very happy and content Owen. The listening skills were debatable but I always wonder if that is age, comprehension level, or him knowing how to push my buttons. I could feel his anxiousness every time I went to the bathroom. The door was on his shortlist to watch. He had to have the angle perfectly and everything lined up. I try to keep him moving forward with this but I also know it has to be in the right spot for him to deal with it. So a perfect door it is. He was quite the speller today. He wanted to spell the words into the YouTube search engine instead of me saying the words. Some words were spelled without me ever telling him, others he typed in the whole phrase as I said each letter. I celebrated the progress. Now as night approaches he wants nothing with the thought of bed and keeps telling me “two minutes”. I think I’m twenty-two hours past the two minutes ready for sleep. He came to kiss me on my forehead as I kiss him and I knew that everything would be fine. Celebrate our victories, celebrate yours, and know that tomorrow is a brand new day. 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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