Owen ran past me yelling, “need to go potty”, clearly on the potty sprint but instead of turning to the left to go to the bathroom, he ran through to the kitchen tablet. He noticed his tablet screen was off and before he could actually go to the bathroom he had to turn it on. I was shocked he made it to the bathroom on time. He is my sensory child. He flushed the toilet and he stood there watching everything go down the toilet. For a moment he covered his ears but it’s almost like he wants to amplify the sound by the way he cups his hands. Then he pretty much bends his body in half, with his arms stretched out behind, making the EEEEE sound that he does when he is stimming, and starts cheering himself on. “Great job”, he says, “you do good work bye bye poopoo”, and he goes on. I always hear a mix of my words and ones that he has learned from different apps. I share in his joy. When your child is potty trained at the age of seven and out of diapers it is a huge accomplishment to celebrate. He still doesn’t understand how to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night so he wears an incontinence pad. I didn’t want to use nighttime training pants with him because he was confusing them with a diaper. There are days he doesn’t make it to the bathroom and we have the complete potty train derailment but thankfully those days are rare. Now if I could get him past trying to eat my hair. I’m on my own little emotional train wreck tonight, wishing I had more answers about life but knowing it’s all one day at a time. Find your strength, push through the rough moments, and know there are miracles yet to come. 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.