Blood work, Owen has to have blood work and that’s all I can overthink right now. Tears have been floating in my eyes since I heard the words. All routine tests but still has to be done. I remember having to do blood work as a child and there was nothing fun about it. And I remember the last time he had it done, well, I should say the last time they tried to do it. Moving forward that’s what I have to do. He came to my bed right before it was time to get up or maybe it was the old time to get up. Time changes are hard. He definitely woke up on the cranky side of the bed for the second go around. I got up to go to the bathroom and get my coffee. As soon as I turned on the light switch he turned on the screams. You would think I would be used to this by now but I’m not. He came bolting around the corner and flipped the switch off. I hugged him as he tried to get past me to get his tablet. I told him good morning and that he needed to go to the bathroom first. I got my coffee and before I could walk five steps he got his tablet, turned off the light, ran past me, and was back in my bed. I’m not sure when my bed became the go-to morning place but here we are. Once he settled he was all smiles and cuddles, laughing as he watched Megamort and the carrot zeppelin break free in the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse episode. We got dressed and went outside to wait for the bus. I’m back to trying to redirect him from the blue pants. I want him to find ways to associate the blue pants to other objects or thoughts. At this point anything to get him to understand that it is something we have to move forward on. He likes me to also wear my pink shoes but this is getting like the blue pants. I told him instead of thinking about my shoes think about pink cotton candy. I asked him to name a blue animal and without hesitation, he said, “blue elephant eats peanuts with Goofy.” I told him every time he thinks about blue pants to instead think about the blue elephant. I’m not sure how this will go over but we will try it. I’m hoping that the visual processing training will help with this redirection as well. His teacher sent me another message telling me how amazing he is doing and coming up with words for their daily letters they are working on. I’m thankful for a teacher that fully believes in my son. When he came home from school I asked him if he wanted to go anywhere. He chimes in with all the usual places but he didn’t want to go anywhere. The more I suggested the more he became on edge. I have to keep him focused and calm so that it isn’t meltdowns all night. As it was the sign I put on the bathroom door was a distant memory. How it worked yesterday was quite the opposite of how it worked today. I tried not to think about it. He remained pretty calm for most of the evening. I tried not to rock the boat and he was excited tomorrow is therapy day. I didn’t tell him that one of his therapists is coming back from “eternity leave” because I wanted to make sure that it all went according to plan first. He sang with me tonight but he didn’t want to play any of the games I suggested and as busy as this week has been for us I was all about the calm night. He fell asleep talking about his Mickey Mouse Clubhouse friends and I think he was tired so maybe he will sleep all night. I’m thankful for his smile and his words. Set your goals in motion and make your dreams come true. 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.