I watched Owen drop a veggie straw on the floor. It didn’t even phase him. He didn’t try to pick it up. He didn’t even act like it happened, he only picked up the next straw on his plate, and moved on. There went another one. I talked to him about needing to pick them up, but that really didn’t seem to phase him either. He has to be taught all of these steps and reminded of them several times. It’s hard to remember all of the things I have to teach him, and remind him about, and go through the motions with him. It’s easier if I do it myself, quicker, but then I remember I have to teach him, I have to help him with those life skills. I wore my hair back for most of the day. It was in a messy bun behind my head. It bothered Owen from the start. He kept coming up to me and pulling on my hair, trying to put it down around my face. He’d walk away though after trying to bite it a couple of times. And then it got too much. He wanted me to hold him and he started grabbing at my hair. He tried to bite it and then he started screaming. He had enough. My hair has to be a certain way. If I don’t look like mommy then he gets upset. I try to explain to him that I can wear my hair back or look different, but he needs me to look like mommy. He can’t process the change quickly. I’ve been trying to wear my hair back more lately, showing him that I’m still mommy, talking to him about the different looks that I may do. I hope it helps him to understand that not everything is consistent. He’s smiled a lot today, he’s screamed even more, but they were his happy squeals. One day at a time I remind myself. My life’s instruction manual seems to be changing every day so I try to remember to be kind to my soul and keep moving forward. Start setting your goals and chipping away at them until victory is in sight. Today is your day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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.