Owen slept all night. Right there is one major rejoicing victory. He woke with a mission and that was to see one of his favorite people at church and to talk about seeing his grandma tomorrow. He was calm and that made me happy.
His tablet wasn’t even his first business at hand. He wanted me to tell him who was going to be at church. I was hoping all of his favorite people would be there but you never know. I can’t promise or tell him something but he always wants me to.
We are working on more strategies to get him to change his focus but it’s hard to distract him from his mission. He can’t let go of his future moments and then when he is in those moments he is ready for the next ones. Getting him to enjoy the now is as difficult as getting him to focus on today and not even only saying the words “focus on today.”
We got ready for church. He looked at my jeans with judging eyes that I wish I could get him to understand is hard on him. Focusing on my blue pants keeps him rooted in hard moments. I have learned he likes lighter blue jeans and would prefer them to have strings. It is amazing how his brain processes everything. He is cycling back through the hard days with this. If someone isn’t wearing the pants he wants he doesn’t let go. I’m thankful the meltdowns are gone for now though. I thought I overthought things before but now I am constantly looking ahead to prevent meltdowns before they even happen.
Owen got to see one of his absolutely favorite people at church today. This was a day-making experience for him. If I have learned anything from him it is to love your people well. He takes friendships with a passion that we should all have. When he sees someone that he loves it is one of those moments that will bring him joy for the rest of his day. Love big and know that it matters as much to them as it does to you.
He got his milk out of the refrigerator. That always feels like progress. Today felt rough though. Even when he was mostly calm he still continued to ask about what he was doing tomorrow. He throws out words wanting me to answer him every single time he says it. “Grandma,” he yelled, wanting me to tell him again that he was going tomorrow. The rollercoaster of my own emotions sits there knowing that if I don’t answer him he will say it again or have a meltdown. I pray for his calm and mine.
I’m hoping for a week back to routine and no more storms to keep him from school. He needs a great week. I pray for that for all. Find your happiness and share it with the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
His tablet wasn’t even his first business at hand. He wanted me to tell him who was going to be at church. I was hoping all of his favorite people would be there but you never know. I can’t promise or tell him something but he always wants me to.
We are working on more strategies to get him to change his focus but it’s hard to distract him from his mission. He can’t let go of his future moments and then when he is in those moments he is ready for the next ones. Getting him to enjoy the now is as difficult as getting him to focus on today and not even only saying the words “focus on today.”
We got ready for church. He looked at my jeans with judging eyes that I wish I could get him to understand is hard on him. Focusing on my blue pants keeps him rooted in hard moments. I have learned he likes lighter blue jeans and would prefer them to have strings. It is amazing how his brain processes everything. He is cycling back through the hard days with this. If someone isn’t wearing the pants he wants he doesn’t let go. I’m thankful the meltdowns are gone for now though. I thought I overthought things before but now I am constantly looking ahead to prevent meltdowns before they even happen.
Owen got to see one of his absolutely favorite people at church today. This was a day-making experience for him. If I have learned anything from him it is to love your people well. He takes friendships with a passion that we should all have. When he sees someone that he loves it is one of those moments that will bring him joy for the rest of his day. Love big and know that it matters as much to them as it does to you.
He got his milk out of the refrigerator. That always feels like progress. Today felt rough though. Even when he was mostly calm he still continued to ask about what he was doing tomorrow. He throws out words wanting me to answer him every single time he says it. “Grandma,” he yelled, wanting me to tell him again that he was going tomorrow. The rollercoaster of my own emotions sits there knowing that if I don’t answer him he will say it again or have a meltdown. I pray for his calm and mine.
I’m hoping for a week back to routine and no more storms to keep him from school. He needs a great week. I pray for that for all. Find your happiness and share it with the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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