The four am wake-up call is a little early and when I was technically rounding up to four it was very early. Breaks, we could live without them. And the screaming, we could definitely live without it. You would think I would have learned by now that telling Owen to go back to bed is not a very productive way of suggesting that we need more sleep. He screamed about having his tablet, he screamed about being with me today, he screamed about eating with grandma tomorrow, and he screamed about missing his therapy. There were some other screams but those were the ones that were happening before it was even six. I told him to go back to bed and as soon as I thought he was at least in his bed he would come into my room and scream an inch from my nose. This is always an interesting experience. He would then generally laugh and that was that. He is having a hard time processing that his days are not what he thinks they should be which is routine. And even harder time thinking that we would be eating lunch at my parents’ house and “Mommy go bye-bye” is not going to happen. It’s a difficult process for him to handle. Every change in routine has to be adjusted and thought through and it’s hard. He requested waffles at four, fish around ten, chicken at three, and more snacks than I can imagine. But the biggest request was for us to go to eat with grandma tomorrow and then he wants me to leave for a few hours so he can play on grandma’s computer and convince her to drive him by all the places he wants to go. I told him that it was not happening until Saturday. About halfway through the day, he started saying “Friday be with Mommy” because he wants to prepare for his Saturday with Grandma. It’s all such a process for him to understand. Thankfully I distracted him with art and projects. As the day wore on he was calmer. He still had to confirm his day but he was ready for his days ahead. Each day is a gift and I’m thankful. Dream of the victory in each day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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