Focus on the good stuff I keep telling myself, focus on the good stuff. Maybe I need exclamation points. I have to keep reminding myself of this. Owen slept all night. That’s the good stuff.
I woke up in the middle of the night. I listened and didn’t hear Owen. I prayed I could go back to sleep and not let my bladder take control. Thankfully I slept a few more hours. I woke up after five and I was shocked he still hadn’t come to me. I prayed a little deeper and sighed a bit of relief. I still didn’t want to get up but I had to. I heard him as I was getting up so I was thankful I didn’t wake him at least.
He was so very excited that we were going swimming. I still couldn’t believe he slept all night. He was very calm before we left. He wanted sausage dogs for breakfast but I didn’t have them. He has gotten to a stage where if he knows something is wrong or we don’t have something he will continue to ask for it. I told him we didn’t have anymore so he now is continuing to ask for them. Once I get them he will be calmer about them. It’s like he needs to make sure he can have them again. He ate pancakes instead and then off we went to the pool.
He was very calm all the way there but very much wanted to get there. Life happens when you have something else planned. The pool was “broken they have to get a new one” as Owen kept saying. Which means their chemicals were off. As soon as we even got close to the pool I could smell it. We waited a few minutes while the instructor talked to them and we were fortunately able to reschedule for tomorrow and a bonus lesson on Tuesday.
I asked him if he wanted to go to a different pool or go straight to grandma’s house and he wanted to go right there. For having something so exciting taken away he did well. He was calm again on the way to my mom’s. I didn’t tell him we rescheduled because I wanted to make sure it worked out first.
I picked him up from my mom and we headed home. I think about the years it was so hard on him for me to even be in my parents' house when he was there. He would cry because he didn’t understand it was someplace I could be too. He has come so far. He didn’t have any problems on the way home until we got to our street and he started pulling my hair and shirt so for the most part it went well.
The night went quickly and he was ready for church. He only ate a small amount of food and then decided he wanted to eat at bedtime. Clothes have become a big issue right now and we went through several changes and then he refused to wear anything to bed. The teenage years are coming.
I am beyond thankful for his sleep last night and how he handled his day. He was thrown many a curveball and did amazingly. Each day the challenges will be there but the good stuff will outshine it all. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I woke up in the middle of the night. I listened and didn’t hear Owen. I prayed I could go back to sleep and not let my bladder take control. Thankfully I slept a few more hours. I woke up after five and I was shocked he still hadn’t come to me. I prayed a little deeper and sighed a bit of relief. I still didn’t want to get up but I had to. I heard him as I was getting up so I was thankful I didn’t wake him at least.
He was so very excited that we were going swimming. I still couldn’t believe he slept all night. He was very calm before we left. He wanted sausage dogs for breakfast but I didn’t have them. He has gotten to a stage where if he knows something is wrong or we don’t have something he will continue to ask for it. I told him we didn’t have anymore so he now is continuing to ask for them. Once I get them he will be calmer about them. It’s like he needs to make sure he can have them again. He ate pancakes instead and then off we went to the pool.
He was very calm all the way there but very much wanted to get there. Life happens when you have something else planned. The pool was “broken they have to get a new one” as Owen kept saying. Which means their chemicals were off. As soon as we even got close to the pool I could smell it. We waited a few minutes while the instructor talked to them and we were fortunately able to reschedule for tomorrow and a bonus lesson on Tuesday.
I asked him if he wanted to go to a different pool or go straight to grandma’s house and he wanted to go right there. For having something so exciting taken away he did well. He was calm again on the way to my mom’s. I didn’t tell him we rescheduled because I wanted to make sure it worked out first.
I picked him up from my mom and we headed home. I think about the years it was so hard on him for me to even be in my parents' house when he was there. He would cry because he didn’t understand it was someplace I could be too. He has come so far. He didn’t have any problems on the way home until we got to our street and he started pulling my hair and shirt so for the most part it went well.
The night went quickly and he was ready for church. He only ate a small amount of food and then decided he wanted to eat at bedtime. Clothes have become a big issue right now and we went through several changes and then he refused to wear anything to bed. The teenage years are coming.
I am beyond thankful for his sleep last night and how he handled his day. He was thrown many a curveball and did amazingly. Each day the challenges will be there but the good stuff will outshine it all. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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