Hooray Saturday

Our autism journey

Lynn Browder
Jul 22, 2017 · 2 min read

I’m sitting, that’s what I do best. Dreaming maybe, sipping my coffee, watching Owen, but truly in my own thoughts. He runs to me and says “a wiver a ungle a banana twee”. He runs away as quickly as he came repeating the same words. He is on an adventure with Mickey Mouse and the gang. A tiny wave of anxiety washed over me, I haven’t taught him anything, we haven’t worked on anything, I didn’t ask him any questions, why am I only sitting here and not interacting with him. There are days that I feel like we can’t sit, we can’t let the world pass us by, I must teach him something. I must let us breathe though, have a day to our thoughts, a moment that isn’t always focused. Then I think we have too many of those days. The cycle continues. I’m still sitting. I fixed us breakfast, I told him to sit and not jump off the couch, those are a couple of big things for us. I wish I could find the key the unlocks all the doors for Owen. He has such an amazing brain. I see his focus, his drive and his responses, but teaching him how to use his hands for things like counting with his fingers, waving goodbye, eating with utensils or putting on socks are all challenges for Owen. The disconnect to his hands and feet baffle me sometimes. He eats with his hands, but placing a spoon in his hand makes him look at it like it isn’t connected to him anymore. Today is one of those days I want to hold my baby tight, come up for the solution to the no sleep saga and make sure he knows I love him. The answers are not always easy, the questions can be even harder for knowing there aren’t always answers, but today I will stay strong, push harder, and be kind to myself. I forget that some days, a lot of days. Find your strength, know you are amazing and the rest will follow. Smiles to all and donut daze!

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Lynn Browder

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I am on a mission to spread autism awareness, compassion, love and understanding. I have a five year old son, Owen who has autism. Love music and comedy.

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