Yesterday Owen knew he was going to the park with his friend. This morning he woke up asking to go to the park. He asked about school, his teacher, the bus, and his friends but he seemed like he was processing it all well. That was until I got dressed. I never imagined how hard the clothes I wear or anyone wears would be on him. I didn’t wear jeans instead I had green pants on. As soon as I came out of my bedroom he started in on my pants. They weren’t jeans. It took several moments for me to convince him that I could walk out the door in something other than jeans. The emotional rollercoaster strikes again. I want this to be easier for him, why, oh why, is this always hard. Long sleeves and jackets are right around the corner and trying to work through that transition will be hard enough on him. We finally headed out the door to the park. He did really well at the park except when his friend got in the same tunnel he was in. He has a hard time with sharing and he was also tired and ready to go. He screamed for his friend to get out of the tunnel but as soon as we got in the car he started asking to go to the park with his friend again. He actually played at the park this time. Sometimes it’s more about the motions and humoring me when I say swing or he should go on the slide. He even climbed a rock wall all the way to the top. I held him a little to give him support but he figured it out and got to the top. This was a huge victory for him. The ride home was about as complex as the ride there but I tried to say as little to him and it helped. Every time he started to yell he waited for my response but I only sat there driving and praying he would remain calm. This strategy doesn’t always work and I have to gauge his reactions but today we made it. When we got home he was watching birthday parties on his tablet. I asked if he knew when his birthday was. He said, “April no March” and I smiled. Another victory. We laughed and laughed and laughed today. I said, “guess what” and he said, “I love you”. My heart is full. Every single day miracles happen. Believe and the rest will follow. 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.