Owen slept all night again. For that I am thankful. I stayed in bed a couple extra minutes since I hadn’t heard him stirring yet. I got up, went to the bathroom, and started pouring my coffee. He got up and wanted me to hurry along. I reminded him to go to the bathroom first and then we were off to “the white bed.” When we sit in my bed it quickly becomes like his. All the covers are thrown off or pulled around him into a tight ball. I try to get him to leave them but they become one big pile anyways. While I was getting ready, I heard him start watching the summer vacation song again. I know he is trying to process the fact that tomorrow is his last day of school for this year. He thrives on the routine of school and he loves going. Every bit of it is some thing he looks forward to. I can’t imagine all of the emotions he’s going through not being able to go to school every day. I can tell it feels like a loss to him and he just wants his routine to return. We went outside to wait for the bus and he was excited to see our neighbor. He goes through all of the steps with me, says bye bye to her, and then ran on his way to look for the bus. It wasn’t much longer and he was sprinting back to get on the bus. He knew we were going to one of his therapy appointments when he got home. I was hoping he would want to go. It has been a busy week for him already, and I wasn’t sure how he would react to one more activity, even though he likes to go. When he came home, he started talking about his session and we came inside to get a snack before we had to leave. He left his shoes on, and that was a good sign that we were going to be able to go to his appointment. In about an hour, we headed out the door. On the way to the appointment, there was an alert on my phone and he told me to turn the horn off. It was a very loud alert, and he couldn’t handle the noise. It’s always hard when we’re in the car and something different comes along. Luckily, it turned off within a few moments. He talked about it the rest of the way there. He had a great session and thankfully he was in a good mood the whole time we were there. On the way home. He asked to go to the park. We went to a new park since the alert that had gone off earlier kept us from going to the park we normally go to. he enjoyed riding his bike and wanted to come back to the park on Friday. The whole way home he repeated over and over and over and over and over again about not going to school on Friday then in between the times he would talk about not going to school. He would say that he was going to school on Friday and not tomorrow. He was getting to the point where it was making him very anxious and upset. If I don’t continue to say the same things that he is saying then that can lead into a meltdown. If I try to stop him from repeating the words that can get him into another meltdown, I have to remind him to breathe, and go through the exercises so that he can learn how to control his emotions. It’s hard knowing that he is so connected to school and so upset for not being able to go back on Friday. Any and all breaks from school are devastating to him, and takes forever for him to adjust to a different situation. Thankfully, when we got home, he was calmer and ate a huge dinner. He was fighting sleep at first but then once he got into his bed, he went immediately to sleep. I pray that tomorrow is a great day for him with school and therapy. I’m proud of how well he is doing in the connections he is making. Each day is a gift. Each victory is amazing and let all the memories fill your soul. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.