Some days feel chaotic even when they are calm. I hear my words rushing back at me from Owen that I didn’t even realize he has processed or connected with until I heard how he is using them. He’s only a few short months away from being a teenager and my goal is to continue to help him grow towards a more independent life.
I fell asleep somewhere around nine and only woke up once during the night. Neither of us slept very late but at least we made it until five. I could tell his mouth was bothering him but this time he was pointing to the other side and it was a front tooth. I asked him if it hurt and he told me no but I will be glad when we go to the dentist on Monday.
He was excited he was going to see his grandma today. He immediately started asking when he was going right when he woke up. I told him we still had several hours to go. After he had been up for a little while he put his glasses and headphones on without me telling him. Oh, how he has grown. I love that he did this on his own and this is exactly the type of action we are working on to achieve more independence.
He spent several hours with his grandma and she told me that before they went out to door their s’mores on the “campfire” as he calls it he started eating the chocolate and then the marshmallows. He hardly ever ate anything sweet besides chocolate milk and now he is making these choices on his own. I love that he is expanding his food choices even more.
When I picked him up from his grandma I gave him three choices of places to pick up our dinner. He named a fourth place. I told him that we could go there another day since it was in the opposite direction but again I loved that he was thinking through all of these things.
He was very calm when we got home except he wanted to use two tablets at the same time and he wasn’t happy that they didn’t both have battery. As bedtime approached he got a little more cranky because he didn’t want to go to bed so he kept yelling that he wanted five more minutes. He stopped yelling after a while and started asking if he could take his tablet to church tomorrow. He knows if he yells at me he doesn’t get to take it so I think he realized he better stop yelling if he wanted to have it tomorrow. Once we got past that bedtime was back on track.
I am thankful that I am feeling great from my surgery. I only have a few twinges here and there and no real pain. I am going on Monday to have my port looked at but otherwise, I am feeling great about the surgery. I am still waiting for my results but I am holding onto what the doctor said that the chemo had done its part and she felt very optimistic. I’m in it to win it and I know God is walking on this journey with me. I feel all the prayers and support. It helps me through each of my days. Owen told me again today the medicine will be gone soon and I will grow my hair back in February. I’m thankful for my progress and I’m sure thankful for his too. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Believe in the miracle yet to come. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I fell asleep somewhere around nine and only woke up once during the night. Neither of us slept very late but at least we made it until five. I could tell his mouth was bothering him but this time he was pointing to the other side and it was a front tooth. I asked him if it hurt and he told me no but I will be glad when we go to the dentist on Monday.
He was excited he was going to see his grandma today. He immediately started asking when he was going right when he woke up. I told him we still had several hours to go. After he had been up for a little while he put his glasses and headphones on without me telling him. Oh, how he has grown. I love that he did this on his own and this is exactly the type of action we are working on to achieve more independence.
He spent several hours with his grandma and she told me that before they went out to door their s’mores on the “campfire” as he calls it he started eating the chocolate and then the marshmallows. He hardly ever ate anything sweet besides chocolate milk and now he is making these choices on his own. I love that he is expanding his food choices even more.
When I picked him up from his grandma I gave him three choices of places to pick up our dinner. He named a fourth place. I told him that we could go there another day since it was in the opposite direction but again I loved that he was thinking through all of these things.
He was very calm when we got home except he wanted to use two tablets at the same time and he wasn’t happy that they didn’t both have battery. As bedtime approached he got a little more cranky because he didn’t want to go to bed so he kept yelling that he wanted five more minutes. He stopped yelling after a while and started asking if he could take his tablet to church tomorrow. He knows if he yells at me he doesn’t get to take it so I think he realized he better stop yelling if he wanted to have it tomorrow. Once we got past that bedtime was back on track.
I am thankful that I am feeling great from my surgery. I only have a few twinges here and there and no real pain. I am going on Monday to have my port looked at but otherwise, I am feeling great about the surgery. I am still waiting for my results but I am holding onto what the doctor said that the chemo had done its part and she felt very optimistic. I’m in it to win it and I know God is walking on this journey with me. I feel all the prayers and support. It helps me through each of my days. Owen told me again today the medicine will be gone soon and I will grow my hair back in February. I’m thankful for my progress and I’m sure thankful for his too. Never give up on the hope for tomorrow. Believe in the miracle yet to come. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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