The plan did not go according to plan. The plan had been going so accordingly and then here it was midnight and Owen was in my room yelling at me for having my light on. He wanted to go back to sleep. I told him to go back to his bed. He crawled over me, got under the cover, and continued the discussion of why I needed to turn the light out instantly. Thankfully one of us fell asleep quickly. Tonight I pray he sleeps through the night again. It’s such an emotional rollercoaster to have him not sleep one night when he had been doing so well. It makes me think he will be up again. Every noise is a noise and it’s so hard when there are all kinds of noises around us. It took me a while to fall asleep and then I kept hearing him move. Thankfully he woke in a great mood. I can tell he is getting anxious about being off from school next week. When the routine he thrives in is completely changed that is hard for him to understand. I’m thankful for how much his teacher works with him to understand when he will be in school or when he will be home. I can hear her words reflecting back when he speaks. He talks about how many sleeps it is until he will see her again. The bond that she has with him is wonderful. Creating this bond has made school even more important to him. When he got ready for school he was still struggling to put his pants on. Instead of looking at them he will grab them from me and move them in the wrong direction and then generally gets the first leg in the wrong side. Then he stands there with it pulled up way too high to stick his other leg in even if it is in the right direction. He continuously then says “help” while standing there trying to put them on. He used to put his pants on a little more fluidly but it seems like he gets stuck with needing the legs straight before he can put the other one on. His shoes were the same story today. I think part of the problem with his shoes is they are not blue enough. I’m looking at a few pairs I think he might like. We stood out waiting for his bus. I told him this morning he was going to his therapy today. We only go a couple of times a month and it is random days so I don’t want him to get upset when it is on different days or it changes. He was excited to be going. He talked to me about it as we stood waiting for the bus. He saw the bus and his smile became huge. I love that it makes him happy. When he came home from school he immediately started talking about going to his therapy as soon as he got off the bus. When we walked inside he decided he didn’t want to go. We had not quite an hour before we had to leave so I thought I’d give him time to process it all. He started taking off his jacket and he said, “help with the Velcro please.” I was excited about this and I thought this was something his teacher or aides taught him. Usually, he starts squealing about it or steps out of his jacket not opening it all the way. The Velcro keeps the flap closed over the zipper and it does get stuck. I’m showing him how to put his hand where it can help pull apart the Velcro. I fixed him a snack and he immediately took his shoes and clothes off. He insisted he was staying home. This is the fine line if I push he may have a meltdown but we also needed to go and he always loves when he does go. He had one thing in mind though and that was going to sleep so he could see his teacher tomorrow. Routine means everything. After a little longer, I told him he needed to get dressed again because we had to go. He went to the bathroom, asked for more milk, and then got ready. He was very happy he went. I asked him if he wanted to get pancakes and chicken but instead he said he wanted to come home. He asked multiple times multiple ways when he was going to see his teacher again and what his next week held. I have been trying to prepare him that our church is having a Christmas Eve service on Saturday and he will be home with mommy on Sunday since they will be sharing the Sunday service online so everyone can be with their families. Tonight as he was falling asleep he said, “Saturday go to church Sunday be with mommy.” I was thankful for these words and how much it was clicking together for him. We also might get snow so we may have a white Christmas and then we would stay home. Today felt exhausting but Owen got through so many obstacles today. I’m very thankful for his growth and what tomorrow will bring. The sun will shine through even on those cloudy days. Find your motivation and make your dreams come true. 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.