Pick Monday

Sleep is a glorious thing but I never know when sleep is going to disappear again. I feel as though we are on an upward trend. Owen slept all night and woke up in a good mood. He had a little bit of an attitude, but who doesn’t at 5 o’clock in the morning? For some reason, he had babies on his mind, all the babies. Babies that cry, baby animals, and those who had babies were all topics. But then when I asked him who he knew that had a baby he only laughed and wouldn’t answer. We know several babies so I’m not sure if this was what got him thinking about it or if there was something else. It’s interesting how different Saturdays and Sundays are versus all the other days of the week. Owen will come and get in bed with me Monday through Friday before school and we spend time together laughing and playing on his tablet. On the weekends he gets up and it’s a little more relaxed time but food is the topic that usually comes first. During the week he gets breakfast at school unless he asks for something before he leaves. Food is a whole other subject. It’s amazing how many different foods he eats, but he also has rules and routines that are subjected to his food choices. There are certain foods that he only wants to eat at certain locations and this is always interesting. He also eats foods depending on the person he’s with, but he still eats a wide variety of foods for being a kid and having a lot of sensory issues with food. Smells, textures, and temperatures can all be big things for him. And it doesn’t only have to be his food it can be food that I’m eating. He was in a good mood when he came home from school and he knew he was going to his vision therapy today. He was eating his snack before we left and he said, “I’m going to eat grass I don’t eat grass who eats grass.” These are the conversations we have. He went to the bathroom before we went to therapy but he wouldn’t come out of the bathroom. He wasn’t going to the bathroom he was just standing there. I asked him if he had to go but he just stood so I finally convinced him to come out of the bathroom and he laughed. I called the office because I wanted them to know we would be there right at our appointment time but we were on our way. Thankfully all of the places we go understand that time is not always something we understand or work well with and we may be late. Thankfully now that he doesn’t have quite as many meltdowns we aren’t as late that often. When we got home from his therapy it was a whirlwind. He was in a good mood but extremely hyper and very sensitive. His screams were loud and the more excited he got the more he jumped and that shakes the whole house. You never really feel like you can relax because you are constantly moving because he is constantly moving. I can only imagine what his body goes through. I try to work on calming techniques with him every day and I see him learning to use them when he wants to. It will come together for him and I’m thankful. And throw into the mix that he keeps saying he’s going to “lose a tooth it’s growing in” and that’s one more hard thing for him. He feels all the movements of his adult teeth coming in. This morning when we were waiting for the bus he wanted Alexa to translate into French. When he was eating his dinner he wanted me to add a French version of a letters app to his tablet but I couldn’t figure out all the instructions because it was in French. I told him I was sorry I would have to translate it to see the steps to download it and if it costs anything. I got up to get something to drink and he loaded his French app and played it. I would say he knows a few words in French and success was had. I’m thankful for a good day with only a side of a few challenges. When all else fails succeed at something else. Believe in yourself and the rest will follow. Smiles to all and donut daze!