Owen came to my room not much after midnight. He said something about not going to be in the blue bed and asleep he went. What this means to me is not much sleep. His new old thing is to put his head in my back. I’ve never quite understood it but I’m thinking it’s sensory input for him. The other thing that I thought he moved on from was being able to pull the tiniest of my hairs at the nape of my neck. I do not understand how he can do this when he is completely sleeping. We woke several times throughout the night but there was a reoccurring theme of him not wanting to sleep in the blue bed. He woke again before five and told me that he was going to the blue bed with his tablet. At this point, I was like dude we are sleeping. We laid there for a couple more minutes but then he played the old “need to go potty” routine and off he ran. For needing to go potty he sure made a lot of detours. The “sit” trend continues. He asks continuously for his teacher and wanting to go to the bus but he wants me to sit with him while he is running around or playing on his tablet. It isn’t necessarily that he wants control over me as it is over controlling the whole situation. He wants to know what his routine is constantly. It was raining this morning so I had him put on his jacket and I wore a sweater. This did not go over well with Owen at all. As soon as he saw me put it on he starting talking about it being a sweatshirt. It wasn’t even close to the look of a sweatshirt except maybe because it was grey. The longer I wore it the more he started to scream. I finally took it off and he was calmer. I was hoping this year the seasons changing wouldn’t be as hard on him, especially the winter clothes. Oh, how I wish it wasn’t hard on him. When we got to the bus stop he was happy as a lark. He immediately wanted to ask Siri about animal sounds and everything he could think of in Arabic. It seems to continue to be the go-to language of choice. Off he went to school making gorilla noises. When he came home he immediately wanted me to change. He needed to know we were going to stay home for the rest of the night. As the night wore on he became calmer. I told him “I love you”. He came and hugged me, saying, “I love you”. There is nothing better. Find your joy, share your smile, and know that you matter. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.