I couldn’t fall asleep until well after one last night. My mind travels to places I cannot go. Sometimes the sadness hits hard. I know how far Owen has come but I still hear those screams when he wakes up to me doing anything he doesn’t want me to do. I never imagined that my going to the bathroom would cause him stress. The screams prove it. Once the initial screams were over he became much calmer and once again raced back to my bedroom to get in my bed before I finished getting my coffee. I tried to not think about it being their Thanksgiving lunch at school. Parents are allowed to come but I know how much it disrupts Owen’s day when things are not routine at school. I’m always torn as to which is better for him and the entire class. He is starting to make connections to the holidays so in the future it might be something that I can come participate in but for now, I tend to let him have his parties at school with his class. When I picked him up from school his teacher and I talked about how he was doing and the progress he is making. We talked about his goals and where he has come from. She mentioned that in his first year with her he would only raise his hand right in front of his chest, he couldn’t raise it in the air. In his second year he would raise his hand up with the help of his other hand but he would shake them together. This year he is raising his hand up with no assistance from his other hand or from them. This is huge progress. These are steps that have taken years to make but these victories are sweet. I remember when he first started pointing and I get excited every time I see him donut now. These moments, these victories I will always cherish. I told him “I love you” on the way to therapy. I said do you know what love means and he said, “hearts our hearts” and my heart melted. When we got to therapy he wanted me to go in with him. He said, “mommy come with me.” I was excited he asked me to go in. I hadn’t gone into therapy with him for a while so it was nice to see his progress there too. I’m thankful for his therapists and how much they are invested in helping him grow. He didn’t want to go to the tractors afterward because he said, “it was nighttime” and I have to say it did look like it was nighttime with the weather over us. We came home and the evening was very calm. We worked on several of our exercises and I’m thankful for another great day. Believe in yourself 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.