Sleep is a beautiful thing. I’m so glad that Owen has been sleeping better. This morning was pretty much a rinse repeat of yesterday except he came to my bed about fifteen minutes earlier and fell right back asleep. “My name is Brian he’s a man,” he said as he was watching a video. He names people now. He randomly selects names unless he can figure out the person’s name. He generally does not ask someone that he meets in person what their name is but instead calls them either Jax or Amy. I’m not sure how those became the current go-to names either. We had a really good morning. And then the bus whisked him away and he knew I would be picking him up for therapy. His teacher said he had a great day and he was ready for therapy. When we left his school he started his little chant “mommy can go to therapy.” He has been wanting me to go in with him lately. I’m fine with it but I also want him to do some of the sessions alone so that he will do it without me as a distraction. He had three really great sessions. Each one of his therapists has developed a wonderful connection with Owen and I can see incredible progress with him. The way he handles each activity has completely transformed since he started going. His maturity level plays a big role in this as well. I saw a lot of progress. He made a huge stack with connecting blocks. I can see his fine motor skills developing more each day. His speech teacher worked with him on the L sound. It is probably one of the hardest letters and sounds for him. In physical therapy, he kicked a soccer ball and today was the first day I have ever seen him use that much power behind his kick. It was amazing to watch. He did not want to go anywhere besides to see the windows when we left. I thought he might want to go get chicken nuggets but he said no. He was happy when we went by the windows and then we came home. He read several of his books to me. When we walked in the door he immediately noticed I had picked up all his books that were scattered all over the living room. He was not thrilled with this and wanted to know where several of them were right away. Once I located them he was calm the rest of the night. He brought me his tablet to charge and then he ran to play. Within seconds he was back and he said, “the green tablet does not have battery.” I thought that was very descriptive and I liked his thought process. He didn’t eat a huge dinner but he did eat a lot of snacks. As the day wore on I think I might finally be feeling better and the same for Owen. It’s been a long week with all of this so I’m glad to be turning the corner from it all. I’m thankful for a good day with my sweet baby O. Nothing’s better than watching my baby grow. Find what makes you happy and shout it from the rooftops. Your smile is important. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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