I don’t even pretend to think we are sleeping all night on a Friday but one can hope. “Upper night” as Owen says. He woke at three but got his tablet and went to his room. I slept a little bit longer. We had snow here but the roads were clear and I slept more than I usually do so I was taking him to grandma’s house. This did not come quickly enough for him. He lost his Saturdays with grandma.
I got him some gum and he decided he wanted to try a piece. He tore off a tiny piece and then a little bit more until he got to half the stick. He watched himself chew it in the reflection of the refrigerator. The whole time I kept saying not to swallow it. He chewed it for under a minute and then pulled it out. It felt like a huge victory.
He was ready to get to Grandma’s house so he could restart her computer. Restart is in his bones. He was concerned about his week ahead and wanted to make sure he was going to his grandma’s and all his activities for the week ahead. He was concerned because there was no school on Monday. There is no living in the moment for him because even when it is happening he is looking to the future.
I think a lot about sensory overload with Owen and some stores or places are harder than others. One of the grocery stores near us was absolutely the worst for him. He literally could not make it past the first set of doors without a complete meltdown. At another store, we could get past the doors but when I tried to shop in the front half of the store pure screams and the back was fine. Standing at the checkout was a nightmare. It broke my heart. A guy who worked at the stores told me that what I was describing was where they had these certain sensors in the ceilings. He was extremely sensitive to all of it. When he was just a baby going to the toy store was horrible. He would cry the entire time we were in there.
He got a small scratch on his finger when we were leaving my mom’s. We cleaned it and then put a bandaid on it. Before we could even walk out the door he took that bandaid off and a second one. I put a glove over his hand and it mostly worked on the way home. By the time we got home, he could take the bandaid off. He doesn’t understand why he needs to leave them on.
I was trying to get him to tell me what was floating in the sky on our way home. He said bird, eagle, airplane, and turkey. I asked about what was on the side of the road and he said the woods. I said what’s on that ground? He said grass. I asked what was on top of the grass and we got to snow. He then told me “The snow is falling from the sky.”
The night went by fast and he was calm. He sat with me while going through his games. He kept trying to reach his hand up to pull the tiniest pieces of my hair. It’s a sensory need for him and he will do it constantly if I don’t remind him. Bedtime was fast and he wanted to make sure he was going to church tomorrow.
The last few years have taught me I need to do something with my life or life will do something with me. I am taking this to heart and working on my mind, body, and soul. I’m down five pounds and exercising every day. Each day I remind Owen I love him and he is amazing. Tonight he said I was amazing after I told him. I can tell you it is wonderful for him to be understanding what it means and to say it back to me but it is always hard to hear compliments. I am trying to remind myself positive words and positive actions equal a positive life. And those are the words I want to live by. You are amazing. Don’t you forget it. Smiles to all and donut daze!
He asked a lot about “uncle wichard” today.
I got him some gum and he decided he wanted to try a piece. He tore off a tiny piece and then a little bit more until he got to half the stick. He watched himself chew it in the reflection of the refrigerator. The whole time I kept saying not to swallow it. He chewed it for under a minute and then pulled it out. It felt like a huge victory.
He was ready to get to Grandma’s house so he could restart her computer. Restart is in his bones. He was concerned about his week ahead and wanted to make sure he was going to his grandma’s and all his activities for the week ahead. He was concerned because there was no school on Monday. There is no living in the moment for him because even when it is happening he is looking to the future.
I think a lot about sensory overload with Owen and some stores or places are harder than others. One of the grocery stores near us was absolutely the worst for him. He literally could not make it past the first set of doors without a complete meltdown. At another store, we could get past the doors but when I tried to shop in the front half of the store pure screams and the back was fine. Standing at the checkout was a nightmare. It broke my heart. A guy who worked at the stores told me that what I was describing was where they had these certain sensors in the ceilings. He was extremely sensitive to all of it. When he was just a baby going to the toy store was horrible. He would cry the entire time we were in there.
He got a small scratch on his finger when we were leaving my mom’s. We cleaned it and then put a bandaid on it. Before we could even walk out the door he took that bandaid off and a second one. I put a glove over his hand and it mostly worked on the way home. By the time we got home, he could take the bandaid off. He doesn’t understand why he needs to leave them on.
I was trying to get him to tell me what was floating in the sky on our way home. He said bird, eagle, airplane, and turkey. I asked about what was on the side of the road and he said the woods. I said what’s on that ground? He said grass. I asked what was on top of the grass and we got to snow. He then told me “The snow is falling from the sky.”
The night went by fast and he was calm. He sat with me while going through his games. He kept trying to reach his hand up to pull the tiniest pieces of my hair. It’s a sensory need for him and he will do it constantly if I don’t remind him. Bedtime was fast and he wanted to make sure he was going to church tomorrow.
The last few years have taught me I need to do something with my life or life will do something with me. I am taking this to heart and working on my mind, body, and soul. I’m down five pounds and exercising every day. Each day I remind Owen I love him and he is amazing. Tonight he said I was amazing after I told him. I can tell you it is wonderful for him to be understanding what it means and to say it back to me but it is always hard to hear compliments. I am trying to remind myself positive words and positive actions equal a positive life. And those are the words I want to live by. You are amazing. Don’t you forget it. Smiles to all and donut daze!
He asked a lot about “uncle wichard” today.
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