He was calm but very excited about going to therapy and this led to lots of repetitive behaviors and words. His excitement was building as to how his day would go. He knew what he wanted for his day ahead and he was sharing it loudly with me every few moments.
Yesterday I felt great and on top of the world. Owen was calm so I was calmer. Today it was nonstop emotions from him the moment he woke up and that spilled over into my own feelings. He wanted me to react to every single thing he said and did things to get me to react to those moments. I tried hard to redirect him and not show my own emotions so he would move forward. He mentions his behaviors that he knows he isn’t supposed to do like spit on someone but he focuses on them because he knows it gets reactions from me and others. When you have a child who never forgets a thing you are faced with interesting moments you have to work through. And sometimes any part of your reaction causes the waterfall to continue.
He has been asking more about pictures, calendars, and times of activities so I’m trying to figure out the best way to handle all of those for him. It’s all new territory. It truly is wild to me what he is now able to process and is requesting. If we ever mentioned timeframes, calendars, or pictures before he would scream, have meltdowns, or run into another room, and now look at him grow. It’s still a learning curve of what will work.
He is handling the clock I got him but I’m not quite sure what he is referring to with it. He keeps telling me the red section and there is nothing red about the clock. However, because read and red sound exactly the same it could be in translation. It will be one more mystery to solve. He has made incredible progress with reading time so I know he will get it.
We got to his therapy and he was very excited. I sat there waiting for him, praying that he would be able to handle it all. He has been doing better with his exercises so I hoped today would be a good day for him even though he was extremely hyper. He was a little thrown off by the order of his therapist since one was off today but he was able to do his exercises and enjoyed it.
We came straight home because the rain had started to come down pretty hard. We waited out in the car until it stopped enough that we could go inside. Owen wasn’t thrilled to wait but he at least wasn’t screaming. We finally were able to come inside.
The night went quickly. He was still in the mood to push all the buttons he could. He sat with me before bed and he seemed to calm down some. He was hoping that some of his friends could go to the movie with him next month. I love that he wants that to happen. Bedtime came and hopefully we both sleep all night. We will see where the journey leads us tomorrow. I’m thankful for his progress and his big laugh. Find kindness, share joy, love fully, and pray for tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!