How do you put into words emotions that you don’t even know you have? It was a very busy morning. I set out Owen’s gifts in different places so he wouldn’t be as overwhelmed. He slept all night and woke up after five. For this of us thankful. He wanted his tablet and I tried to let him have time before I showed him any of his gifts. He looked at his piggy bank first, because it was sitting on the kitchen table and he was very excited about it. I tried not to mention Santa Claus too many times only because of the excitement level and being upset if he missed him. I wasn’t sure if he would be upset if Santa came or if he wasn’t awake when he saw him. I let him find the rest of his presence as he went around the house. Christmas is still very hard for him to comprehend and everything out of place causes even more problems for his routine. He liked his trumpet. He wasn’t able to push any sound out of it but was happy about it. He said, “Music” and wanted to show it to his music therapist. The red hat that he kept asking Santa for was not what he expected even though it was exactly the one he asked for and he didn’t want it on his head. He called the microphone a gingerbread man but he was very excited about his piggybank, books, and rollercoaster. He got his laptop last and was excited about it but still a lot to process. And Grandma’s black computer was on his mind. He was having a hard time processing me being there so he kept saying that we were going but then straight home. When we left he was very focused on what he wanted and it was already a busy day. We got to their house and my mom was not wearing what he expected. He needs to learn that life is constantly changing but this is still hard. She had a Christmas shirt on and blue jeans but not the ones he had in his mind. It was emotional for him. He tried to convince her to change but she stayed in her Christmas shirt and he eventually let it be. He played on the computer but their mouse wasn’t working so he pulled off the keys on the keyboard. He didn’t want to open presents but ended up opening a couple. He didn’t want to eat when we were eating and was only focused on how his day was not routine. In the grand scheme of life, he handled it all well but it’s hard. This is the most interactive and excited about Christmas he has ever been and each year I think he will understand it more. On the way home he squished one of the balls he got and it burst. Pink goo was everywhere. He didn’t scream. He was actually quite excited about it. He immediately needed a bath and then the rest of the evening was quiet. He didn’t want to play with anything new except his piggybank even though it was all things he asked for. He is going to see his grandma again tomorrow and he asked her to wear his favorite outfit and get a new blue mouse. We shall see how that goes. Today was filled with emotions and memories. I have to hold onto the good stuff and let everything else go. The miracle is in the moments and there will be more victories in days yet to come. Cherish your victories and memories and focus on the good stuff. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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