Blink Thursday

Blink Thursday. Life happens when you have something else planned. My mom has said that for as long as I can remember and today represents that statement to the best of its ability. Owen slept great. I’m very thankful for this. He still has a few struggles but for the most part, he sleeps well during the night. I woke up early and he woke up later. I always worry that his sleeping late will create a ripple effect for the rest of the morning. I already had a cup of coffee before he got to my bed. He wasn’t happy that he had only a few minutes before it was time to get ready for school. Today was one of those days that was mixed with emotions. He wanted to get dressed for school, but he also wanted to play on his tablet. I’m trying to get him to realize that he has to finish getting dressed and then he can have more time with his tablet or his toys if he completes his task. This does not always go according to plan. He wants to do what he wants to do. Who doesn’t? He was able to get his clothes on with my help with buttoning and then I asked him to do his socks and shoes. This is a slow process. He squeals when he’s trying to put his socks and shoes on. I think part of it is trying to get attention because putting socks and shoes on is work. The more that he squeals the more he thinks I will answer and the more I will help him. I’m trying to get to the point where I’m not always coming to his rescue immediately hoping to promote independence. But that’s hard. Some days he doesn’t have trouble putting on his shoes and socks, and he’s very quick about it, other days he screams more than it takes him to do the work. We went out to wait for the bus, and he immediately started talking about the monkey. I love that he wants to do his exercises now and that he immediately goes through the process of having me move through the steps with him. He grabs my hand and then he attempts to bend forwards toward the ground. He wanted to hear “buffalo buffalo buffalo in Portuguese” and then the bus turned the corner. He started jumping up and down. I love how much he loves the bus. He was off to school. There were a few problems with his program today and I found out he wouldn’t be going to therapy. My heart broke a little more for him. I knew he would be sad and it would be hard on him. Anything out of routine is hard and it seems there have been a lot of things out of routine for him right now. The evening was a bit rollercoastery. He wanted to make sure all his days ahead were going to be what he expected. How do I explain that life is full of the unexpected? It seems impossible to explain but I’m trying. He ate a lot for dinner. Maybe it was like first dinner, snack, and second dinner. He threw all the bathroom rules out the window and bedtime was an up and down adventure for several hours. But his prayer was amazing tonight and that is what I cling to, “Dear God, what a song, Amen,” he said. Hear the melody of your song in the chorus of your heart. Smiles to all and donut daze!