Sleep, what’s that? In this case, it is what’s happening on Friday. Or what Owen thinks is happening. He woke up at one in the morning because he thought he is seeing his grandma on Friday. I tried to explain to him that he needed to go back to sleep so that we could go to church and Friday was still many days away. And that was not the answer he wanted to hear. He wanted to talk about Friday. He is focused on it. I keep telling him he will go back to school on Friday the eighteenth so I’m not sure if it is because he is processing the days or if it’s because he talked to his grandma about coming that day or it could even be because he went to her house on a Friday recently. I’m sure there are options I’m not even thinking of. No matter which way it was he was not going back to sleep. He at least took his tablet into his room for a few minutes but he kept coming to me asking for help with his computer. Sleep was not happening but rain was. I knew we weren’t going to church and I kept thinking I’m glad because of the rain. Some days it’s beyond emotional for me to think about leaving our house while it is raining. Today was one of those days. I’m sure it was partly because I was already exhausted as soon as I got up but I also knew he was already exhausted so the rain would be harder on him. Thankfully he was calm for almost the entire day and that might have something to do with being exhausted as well. He was only anxious about me opening any drawers and would come right behind me to make sure they were closed. I got him a new dog clock that has a ball that changes colors when he should stay in bed and when he can get up. I asked him to help select a clock for his room since every other clock that I’ve given him has been brought to me generally in the middle of the night when he doesn’t want it in his room. I haven’t set the alarm on the new clock, but I did put it in his room next to his robots to test the waters. When I went to check on the clock, it was on the floor. This did not surprise me. I’m thankful that so far he’s leaving it in his room but this could change in the middle of the night. Thankfully, he likes the look of it, so it may not be as much of a concern for him and he will probably keep it in his room. Even though he had been up all night, he still didn’t want to go to bed and fought it. I’m thankful he was in a good mood especially since we were both exhausted. He laughed a lot with me and wanted “one hug” often. Hopefully, he sleeps tonight and he’ll be able to go to his grandma’s house tomorrow while I go to an appointment. Dream of the possibilities. 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.