Owen slept a little better than he did the night before but he still woke several times. I stood in my kitchen and he started yelling because I wasn’t sitting. He kept yelling. I was getting coffee. This did not please him. Maybe I can find a way to put a siphoning hose from the coffee pot to the living room so I can sit constantly. I have to make myself laugh because crying is way too easy. Some days are harder than others for him, for me. He wants me to do what he wants. There are days I go about doing activities and he has no problem with it and then there are other days the more I attempt to do things, like not sitting, it becomes an avalanche of emotions and no matter what I do at that point the meltdowns will be never-ending. Today’s example was his tablet went flying across the room. This is something that does not happen often anymore and when it does we go through many steps before he can have his tablet back or whatever else he threw. I tell him that I understands his emotions are very important but throwing his tablet or screaming is not something we do. We work on breathing techniques, counting, and relaxing before we move forward. I want him to find coping skills that work for him when his world is turning upside down. We are also working on ways for him to be able to explain to me when he feels like a meltdown is coming. This is easier said than done because some of them come completely out of the blue and he has no way to connect quick enough to those emotions. We learn, we love, and we grow. I asked Owen what church meant to him. He replied, “my name is church I am church you can have church”. I’m thankful that he is learning to express himself and he can tell me what’s important to him. Some days are emotional but the joy comes from seeing the progress in my sweet baby O. Never give up because tomorrow is a brand new day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
RSS Feed