I really had to think what day it was. When your days become all rolled into one you may have skipped a month at some point. Lessons learned, many many lessons learned. Always, always, always ask for the rapid test. Always. A million hours later the results say no sickness. It only came in right before bedtime. I didn’t really need the confirmation but I really needed that confirmation. We showed no signs of sickness but I still needed them to tell me he could go back to school. All I can say it’s that’s behind us now. But here I sit thinking am I going to take him to church tomorrow. I want him to be safe. I don’t want to go anywhere but I know that’s unreasonable. One day at a time I remind myself and we will see what he has in mind when he wakes up. He missed seeing his grandma today so that might be our destination. I have to keep focused on all the good that came from this week. He feels like he is making huge strides and progress. I fixed him breakfast and as soon as he was done he said, “sausage please”. I told him it would be a few minutes to cook but I would fix him more. He ate it all. I saw him look in his YouTube history to find the video he wanted. I couldn’t believe it. He opened it up, scrolled through the list, and went to the video he wanted. So much goodness in that moment. The even more amazing part is the video that he opened was a video of the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse in another language. Later in the day, he had an in-depth conversation with Siri. I listened to him ask her phrase after phrase. “Turn at the light in Arabic” and I thought oh now he will be telling me how to drive in all the languages. He moved on to “giraffe in Russian” and “banana in Arabic” but the list kept going. Some short phrases and others much longer. All progress, every single bit of it was progress. He has trouble with instructions. Yesterday I asked him to hand me two books off his desk. I told him where they were and the colors. I pointed to them. I asked him to look for the chair and then he could see his desk. He ran off onto the other room looking for it. I told him to come back in. After several tries, he brought me the books. He’s come so far but it’s moments like these I have to push through. He doesn’t understand when I point to something that I’m drawing an imaginary line to something in the distance. Today we worked on that skill. We walked through the house with directions and naming the different objects that he saw. He felt a little more connected to what was in the rooms but I’m not sure that it was enough yet to help him understand instructions or that concept. As the day closed he was extremely tired and so was this momma but I cling on to the hope of a better tomorrow, but progress was made today. He sat in my arms or next to me most of the day. It felt like he needed that security as much as I did. Even through our challenges, we grow. Find your strength and keep believing in tomorrow. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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