Before It Was Saturday

I woke many times last night, but luckily Owen slept soundly and later than normal. The blanket and his shoes are becoming more and more of a concern for him. He woke, came to my room, but quickly realized he needed the “bwanket”, and off he went. The kicking and flailing started immediately as soon as he was in bed with it. I gave up trying to hope for calm and got out of bed. He asked to go bowling before I even had his breakfast cooked. I told him it would be a few hours before we could go. I tried to explain to him that it wasn’t open. I wonder if he understands that concept. I try not to overthink these things and let it be as it is, but I get sad sometimes. Trying to explain things to Owen can become overwhelming. I want him to know what is happening, why something is happening, and when it is happening, but all those happenings can lead to a meltdown. We went bowling and he was doing really well until his shoes became his focus. Before I could even get to him he had both shoes off and one of his socks. He had handed me his ball and then he started squealing. The Velcro has become a great concern for him. I put them back on him, but he was still struggling with them. We counted to ten through many moments after that. Now to find new shoes for him. Again, I don’t even want to overthink this either. Clothes can cause many sensory issues for Owen. And not only his but mine too. In general, the feeling of his clothes don’t bother him, but he is concerned with the difference in shorts and pants. He will try to pull his shorts down longer or he will raise his pant legs up and down looking at how they fall on his shoes. He is also concerned with what I am wearing and when I am wearing it. I swallow hard trying not to cry. One day at a time. In this moment I want to hold my baby tight, telling him everything will be alright. Find your strength, keep pushing forward, and know that you are not alone. Smiles to all and donut daze!