The morning, the middle, and the night all worked for us today. There were a few rollercoastery moments but I’ll say today was one of those success stories. I woke I way too early but my bladder kindly suggests awkward times to wake up like barely three. Thankfully Owen slept all night though. When he woke up he came to me and said, “good morning mommy.” This is where I shout it from the rooftops. I always love it when he doesn’t say “tablet” first. He then came towards me and I was sitting. He said, “need a hug” and proceeded to hug me and crawled into my lap. He said a couple more things but they were repeats of his other words but I’ll take them. He was having a conversation with me and that’s what mattered. He immediately wanted to go to the white bed and play with his tablet after that. I still had to get my coffee so he ran to get his tablet, he came into the kitchen to turn off the light, and then we went to the “white bed.” I sat there, drinking my coffee and he was playing on his tablet. He was going through a lot of different windows and he was showing me the games he was playing. I’m not sure when he started it but he will say “room up” when he is going to do something or get into something like the car. I’m not sure how it started or why he says it but he has been using this term for years. He told me he was going to room up and I wasn’t sure where we were going. He did great when we got ready for school and he was excited to go wait outside for the bus. I thought a lot about his emotions and my emotions from yesterday and I realized that when he is in certain situations it is hard for him to redirect his energy away from me. I told him when he got home from school that we could go wherever he wanted to, and he chose to stay home. I got his snack and I told him that he needed to drink water after he drank two glasses of chocolate milk. I have been trying to teach him independence. He got the milk out of the refrigerator and took the lid off and poured it himself, a very full cup. I may have assisted a little by telling him to turn the container and holding the cup so it wouldn’t go anywhere but he kept saying “go O go O.” He never did drink his water. The night went quickly but thankfully smoothly. He now says his prayers on his own. “Dear God, thank you for bed and thank you for mom, amen,” he said. It’s funny he never says mom except in the prayer. He always calls me mommy. I told him when we pray we could say who we are thankful for or what we are happy about. I’m happy he had a good day. Believe in the miracle yet to come. Today is where your future starts and you can make it new again. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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