Walking To Wednesday
Have you ever tried to dress a slinky that is slinking down the stairs, a hundred miles per hour, and has swim fins on. That’s about how it is getting Owen dressed in the mornings. He woke with his mission in mind. School. He slept all night, got out of bed, stopped in the hallway - this is a new thing, I can only imagine he is crouching there, and then runs to my bed. He got into it from the end, then changed his mind, got out, and came to face me, climbing on top of me. “Today is Monday”, he declares. He went on, “skoo let’s go to skoo today”. I told him, yes you go to school today. He immediately bolted up, “let’s go”, he says. I told him that he still had forty-five minutes before he could go to school. He moved on to milk to get me up. I told him we could get up whenever he was ready; he was pretty much laying across me at this point, so I waited. He got up, and I was getting up, but slower. He turns to me, and says, “timer went off get up fifteen minutes count to hundred”. There are so many great connections in all of that, my heart did a happy dance. He couldn’t wait to go to school. He was being very patient though. I kept telling him how much time we had left, and he was ready. Walking out our door brought the same school vibes as before. He tried to cover his ears, and his eyes, but yet wanting to see it all. He was talking about the days of the week, it’s Wednesday, but starting back to school on a day in the middle of the week is confusing to him. Sip of my hot chocolate to get me through this moment; my tears want to break lose of their barricades. He’s doing so incredibly well, but how do you explain that life is anything but routine. Time is ever changing, and moments don’t stand still. I have to remember this myself, some days. I know he will have a great day being back at school. It also might throw him off routine, because he has to get back in the swing of things, but the structure is exactly what he thrives on. One day at a time, one moment at a time, one second at a time, keep pushing forward, whatever it takes. Let yesterday go, and focus on what’s yet to come. There are great things waiting for you, make it happen. 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.