Wow And Wonder Sunday
Keeping my child busy is a full-time job. He has toys and tablets and television and music instruments and sensory toys and and and I walk to the bathroom to wash the paint from my hands from our art project and he followed me screaming. He wanted me to find something on the TV, but he couldn’t tell me what it was. He kept repeating what was on the channel already. Distraction was the next choice, but that was why I was washing my hands. We had been working on painting some of our backgrounds because once again potty training seemed to be completely forgotten and I was trying to distract him from that. Now I sit here in the quiet of the night, breathing through the moments of our day. His words echoed so many of our conversations gone by. “Patience patience patience”, he said to me as I was trying to fix one of his toys. I didn’t think I was losing patience with it, but I guess he thought I was. I will tell him all the time he has to have patience with mommy and give me time to do something, as he screams at me wanting whatever the task I am doing done immediately. I used to say to him, “patience little one” and he would randomly say that phrase back to me. It brings a big smile to my face thinking about how far he’s come. His words seemed more abundant and we worked on his spelling throughout the day. I love how he thinks through words and makes connections. He takes thinks very literal so when he breaks down words and their meanings I feel like he is making big strides. He said, “notepad note notes are music”. We work on the computer and I will open up the Notepad for him to type his words in. He can spell about ten words without help, but it’s when he wants to do it and on his terms. There were many hills to climb and valleys to walk through today, but the smiles, the laughter, and the learning moments for both of us are what I am focusing on. This is a very emotional journey, to begin with, because I want to give my son the world but right now we add a pandemic into the mix and the world isn’t there to give him right now. We stay home when all he wants to do is his routine that gives him comfort. One day at a time, one moment at a time, and we keep praying for the world to change. I look at how far Owen has come and I know to never give up hope. Believe in change, strive to make a difference, and know that you matter. 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.