I have to say I’m very thankful Owen slept all night. He was still ready for his Saturday but he was handling his Friday morning the best he could. We had places to go and that interrupted his waiting for Saturday. The morning went pretty quickly. I prepared Owen for the morning ahead. He ate all our leftovers from breakfast yesterday and wanted more. My sweet baby O is growing. I fixed him second breakfast and after he ate that it was time to go. We were seeing a new doctor. I told Owen that it would be someone different and he was prepared. He was not prepared however for them not wearing blue pants. He did pretty well when we got checked in and the attendee was in green scrubs but his behavior become elevated when the doctor and other staff were not in blue pants. I truly loved the new doctor and all the attention to detail they went through with me. Owen was screaming the whole time until they went out to talk to another doctor. While they were gone I spent the time trying to calm him. Thankfully by the time they all came back, he was able to handle the rest of the appointment. This is the world of emotions for me. I want to do everything I can to help my baby but it’s hard. I know in the long run all of this will help him but the process is still hard. They all had some great suggestions and we will go back in a month. They are going to see if we can get another specialist to help him as well. My goal is to help him work through these emotions and behaviors before he becomes a teenager because that will bring a whole new set of emotions and feelings to him. When we left there I felt better and knowing they saw how he was struggling with all of this will help them to see how to proceed. Every time we step out our door I know it is hard on Owen to process everything that is thrown at him. And any one thing that isn’t part of his expectations can change the rest of his days ahead. He forgets nothing so that changes how he views everything. When we left he wanted to do nothing besides go by his beloved windows and then home. I know he needed the calm of the afternoon and to wait for seeing his grandma tomorrow. I told him we were going to have groceries delivered. I told him way too early though. He waited at the window for an hour and would keep checking until the groceries came. He wanted to make sure they were bringing his chocolate milk. He had a radio that he loved to play his CDs on and then one day he wanted it gone. He would have huge meltdowns over it so I finally gave it away. I tried to bring it back to him numerous times but it always led to meltdowns. Today he open a drawer that it could never have fit in and got upset thinking it was there. He told me he got his hand stuck in the drawer while he was looking for it. He got it stuck because he kept closing the drawer with the other hand. I closed the drawer and he stopped looking for the radio that I think has been gone at least a year now and packed up for at least two before that. I pray for the days ahead and that each door we walk through is a step in the right direction. He sang and played his harmonica for me. That always brings a smile to my face. When the challenges of the day feel overwhelming remember that you are stronger than you ever imagined. Let the victory be yours. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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