He was happy though and wanted all the robots on the couch with him. He was very descriptive about them. He told me how he couldn’t see their teeth because their lips were closed. He then told me their bellies had songs. It was pretty amazing how he was processing it all. It feels like every day is a new experience even though we are still on repeat but the connections are amazing that he is now able to express.
He started screaming at me about knowing the answer. Some days there is not one minute of quiet. I can only imagine what is going through his mind. His body is hardly ever at rest but I do feel like he is calmer than he has ever been. I started crying and Owen immediately stopped screaming at me. He said, “No no no” and followed me into the other room. He doesn’t always have the words to express his emotions or how to provide comfort but I could tell he needed to give me calm. I stopped crying and I hugged him. He ran back to his robots and it wasn’t long before the laughter filled the house again. I was thankful that his laughter took over the screaming and it filled my heart with the comfort I was seeking.
When I ask Owen a question he generally answers “no.” It doesn’t matter what I’ve asked him to do he still answers with a no. This is where I have to decide if he doesn’t understand the question, can’t process it at that moment, is being a kid, or is he truly not wanting to do whatever it is I’ve said. I’m sure there are some other options I’m not overthinking about as well.
This morning I asked him what he wanted for breakfast. He had already eaten cereal but that was when we first got up. He immediately said, “No” but he brought me his cup for more milk. I listed a few things off and he finally said, “Pancakes.” He ate them as quickly as I could make them. These types of questions filled our morning. He wanted to go to church but the steps to get there were like the questions I was asking. He told me no and wouldn’t do the steps I asked him to do.
He had a great time at church and then I took him over to his grandma’s house. He did wonderful with her and then we came home. I fixed our dinner and we talked about his music therapy. I told him he was going to meet a new friend there and all through the night he asked me about it. I’m hoping this will be a good connection for him and another friendship he can build.
I told him that I was going to the doctor on Wednesday so she could put a box on me for the medicine. I had him repeat it with me. I told him that he had to be gentle with me and I had him practice how to give gentle hugs. I asked him before he went to bed what was happening to me on Wednesday and he told me “Box for medicine.” I asked him how he needed to treat me and he said, “Gentle no pull hair.”
Bedtime happened quickly. When you wake up really early it sometimes doesn’t take long to fall asleep. He is ready for the weekend ahead and it will be another busy one for us. I’m thankful for a good day even with the few rollercoastery moments we had. Be brave in your moments of challenges and watch as your victories come. Tomorrow is a brand new day. Smiles to all and donut daze!