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Trek Monday

2/9/2021

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The dramatic stomping still gets me. I keep wondering what makes Owen do it. I can’t decide if it’s something he needs to do, likes to do, or is still learning to do. Sleep was better than some nights but still not that great. I truly long for one night where we both sleep all night long. I turned on the kitchen faucet to wash dishes. This sent Owen into a complete meltdown. He started screaming, “wash your hands done washing your hands”. His hands went to his ears and his foot started tapping on the ground. My heart aches for him and at the same time, my heart explodes from the nerves that run through my body. His screams rip me to my core. I never know what will trigger a meltdown and how long it will last. Pins and needles ain’t got nothing on me when screams can pierce a thread right through the head of that needle. He hates the sink faucet running for any amount of time but baths are great and he even likes the shower. All I can think of is the difference in how the water sounds in different parts of the house. And then I breathe. He walked up to me and stuck his tablet over my hands. I told him he was going to have to wait a minute until I put the things down I was carrying. He started squealing. He puts stuff in my hands even if I have something in them. I have tried numerous times, explaining in all the ways I can think of that he can’t stick his tablet on top of whatever I’m holding. He has no concept of something being hot or that I could drop what I’m carrying because he stops me. One day at a time I remind myself. His words kept me smiling today. He talks to Siri nonstop, asking her questions in all the languages he can think of. And for that I’m thankful. Never give up. Tomorrow is a brand new day and you are amazing. 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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