Sleep mostly happened and boy did I need it. I woke several times last night but felt more rested than I had for a few weeks. Owen slept until he heard me get up. I have a feeling he would have slept later but my quiet as a mouse routine doesn’t work anymore and he heard me right away. I wish I could have slept past five o’clock but once he was awake I couldn’t go back to sleep.
Last night after Owen went to bed I got a message there would be a two-hour delay. When he woke up I didn’t tell him about the delay but kept confirming that he would be going to school after what I thought would be more than enough of a cutoff time for them to cancel school. They finally decided to cancel it around seven in the morning. I totally understand their decision but I hate they waited that long to make it. The crying, screaming, and pacing started as soon as the words came out of my mouth. Once again he couldn’t go to school and he was beside himself.
If I had only waited another hour to confirm with him that he was going to school it would not have been as bad. Plus, me telling him yes he was going and then pulling the rug out from under him causes the ripple effect from this point forward. It is so hard to explain to him that this is out of my control and I was answering him what I thought was correct. It breaks my heart because how do explain that to him for future times? How will he believe it tomorrow when I say he is going or when it happens again it reinforces the wrong message to him? All I can do is try to explain it to him the best I can.
He calmed down after a while and was able to enjoy his day. His therapies were canceled for the afternoon. I knew that would be hard for him but the weather was not our friend today.
As hard as it was for him I was also glad he had another day to build up his energy. The cough has been the worst part for him and he wasn’t eating or drinking much. I knew he was feeling better when he asked me for the pancake sausage dogs and he ate two of them. He also ate a small lunch and dinner. He hadn’t eaten this much in a week.
Bath time and bedtime flowed more smoothly than they had the last few days. He had the chant going of his teacher’s name, asking in between different moments if he was going to see her tomorrow. I told him I was praying very hard that he would get to go tomorrow but I learned my lesson today that I probably won’t confirm it with him until I have no doubt. Here’s to a full night of sleep and school days ahead. His laughter returned in full force and that made my heart happy. Love with all your might and know that you can change the world with Smiles to all and donut daze!
Last night after Owen went to bed I got a message there would be a two-hour delay. When he woke up I didn’t tell him about the delay but kept confirming that he would be going to school after what I thought would be more than enough of a cutoff time for them to cancel school. They finally decided to cancel it around seven in the morning. I totally understand their decision but I hate they waited that long to make it. The crying, screaming, and pacing started as soon as the words came out of my mouth. Once again he couldn’t go to school and he was beside himself.
If I had only waited another hour to confirm with him that he was going to school it would not have been as bad. Plus, me telling him yes he was going and then pulling the rug out from under him causes the ripple effect from this point forward. It is so hard to explain to him that this is out of my control and I was answering him what I thought was correct. It breaks my heart because how do explain that to him for future times? How will he believe it tomorrow when I say he is going or when it happens again it reinforces the wrong message to him? All I can do is try to explain it to him the best I can.
He calmed down after a while and was able to enjoy his day. His therapies were canceled for the afternoon. I knew that would be hard for him but the weather was not our friend today.
As hard as it was for him I was also glad he had another day to build up his energy. The cough has been the worst part for him and he wasn’t eating or drinking much. I knew he was feeling better when he asked me for the pancake sausage dogs and he ate two of them. He also ate a small lunch and dinner. He hadn’t eaten this much in a week.
Bath time and bedtime flowed more smoothly than they had the last few days. He had the chant going of his teacher’s name, asking in between different moments if he was going to see her tomorrow. I told him I was praying very hard that he would get to go tomorrow but I learned my lesson today that I probably won’t confirm it with him until I have no doubt. Here’s to a full night of sleep and school days ahead. His laughter returned in full force and that made my heart happy. Love with all your might and know that you can change the world with Smiles to all and donut daze!
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