I could almost get used to this sleeping thing. Owen slept. I mostly did. I really can’t even get comfortable about it, though. I know the next non-sleeping day will arrive at some point. But here I sit, a little more rested than normal. He woke happy; I suppose, so did I. He asked for his teacher, I reminded him that it was spring break, and he seemed to move on. I hope that trend continues. It’s hard for him to be off routine. Sometimes it isn’t until later that I feel his wave of emotions from being off schedule. He remembers things that happened years earlier, not to mention a few days before. Every few days, he says, “I’m not going to de post office today”. I took him to the post office with me on a day that he had a meltdown. He was still recovery from the meltdown, and I thought we could try the post office. The answer is no, no, no, we shouldn’t have gone. In the effort to distract him, and try to keep him moving forward, I made it harder for him, for me, but you don’t necessarily know that in the moment you are doing something. You try your best, and you go for it some days. I never imagined how all of this would build on him. With our power being out on Saturday, it still affects him. He was already consumed with the right lights being on, at the right moments, and now he is even more focused on it. Sometimes it’s hard for me to know what to stop him from doing, or sit back, and let things go, because pushing him in either direction can make the emotions linger for days, or even months. I see a maturity level with him some days, like he can focus more on the tasks I assign him, or the directions I give; and other days he runs, laughing, from me, unable to focus, or even do the things he wants to do, like bowling, or going to church. I see the connections he is making, thankful for the spark in his eyes, and glad that he is able to express more of his emotions. I want him to know I see his growth. I remind him that he can do anything he puts his mind to, that we all have to grow, and learn each day. Never stop growing, find what makes you happy, and go after your dreams. 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.