I can’t even begin to think about how many times I was awoken last night for one reason or another and I am not quite sure what noise woke up Owen or what time it even was when he did get up. It was a long night. But to say he was beyond happy when I finally got up around four was an understatement. He was ready to discuss everything about his day.
I walked into the kitchen and the information train was off. He started telling me about his day, where he was going, and who he wanted to see. He was repeating the same question about his therapy that I had answered at some point. I told him to tell me what he was doing today and reminded him that he had a big amazing brain. He asked me again if he was going to therapy and I stood there looking at him. It was like a lightbulb went off over his head and he walked up to me and gave me the most incredible one-sided arm hug around my waist and then the other arm came around with the “I love you” following. It was the most real and raw amazing moment. These hugs are becoming so natural to him and I am absolutely in love with them. It’s new and it’s authentic and it’s beautiful.
We were in the kitchen talking about going to school and he said, “According to plan we should get ready.” He was ready to get ready and he let me know it. He was so talkative this morning. It was mostly about all the things he wanted to do and only a little bit about pushing my buttons so it felt like great conversations. We got ready and went out to wait for the bus. Every car that came by he waved to and said, “Tell them good morning” or other similar things. The bus arrived and he ran to the bus after checking one last time if he was going to see his teacher today and then go to therapy. I hoped he would have a day filled with his expectations.
One happy dude when I picked him up from school that he was off to therapy. He was a little hyper in the car but was talking about relevant things as we drove to his therapy. He mentioned several times how he was very excited about getting his pizza on the way home and not just any pizza the “leprechaun fixed Gino’s sign mushroom pizza.” He seemed like he had a good day.
He was very excited to see his speech therapist. They have made great progress together. I talked to her about how he is now saying “pay attention” to everything that happens like when something falls to the ground or when cars pull in front of us and gets very upset. I told her I wasn’t sure how to redirect him with it. She explained how he may be associating with the phrase and told me she would add it to their word play so he could see how it should be used. He didn’t use it once after his therapy. He was tired but he did pretty good with all of his sessions today.
We went by the bridge flags, “blue church,” and got our mushroom pizza, and then headed home. He was excited to finally be eating mushroom pizza that he missed on Monday since we didn’t go to his vision therapy appointment because of his meltdown over my clothes. He ate it all and then asked me for black olives next time with the mushrooms. He usually has not liked the black olives too much but has tried them so maybe he is liking them now. I just love that he is trying new things.
Bedtime was calling my name before I even got out of bed this morning. I knew it was going to be a long day. I’m thankful we had a calm night and Owen was happy. He has made such incredible progress this week even through the rough patches I saw victories. I pray for sleep tonight for both of us. Celebrate all your victories no matter how big or small celebrate them all. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I walked into the kitchen and the information train was off. He started telling me about his day, where he was going, and who he wanted to see. He was repeating the same question about his therapy that I had answered at some point. I told him to tell me what he was doing today and reminded him that he had a big amazing brain. He asked me again if he was going to therapy and I stood there looking at him. It was like a lightbulb went off over his head and he walked up to me and gave me the most incredible one-sided arm hug around my waist and then the other arm came around with the “I love you” following. It was the most real and raw amazing moment. These hugs are becoming so natural to him and I am absolutely in love with them. It’s new and it’s authentic and it’s beautiful.
We were in the kitchen talking about going to school and he said, “According to plan we should get ready.” He was ready to get ready and he let me know it. He was so talkative this morning. It was mostly about all the things he wanted to do and only a little bit about pushing my buttons so it felt like great conversations. We got ready and went out to wait for the bus. Every car that came by he waved to and said, “Tell them good morning” or other similar things. The bus arrived and he ran to the bus after checking one last time if he was going to see his teacher today and then go to therapy. I hoped he would have a day filled with his expectations.
One happy dude when I picked him up from school that he was off to therapy. He was a little hyper in the car but was talking about relevant things as we drove to his therapy. He mentioned several times how he was very excited about getting his pizza on the way home and not just any pizza the “leprechaun fixed Gino’s sign mushroom pizza.” He seemed like he had a good day.
He was very excited to see his speech therapist. They have made great progress together. I talked to her about how he is now saying “pay attention” to everything that happens like when something falls to the ground or when cars pull in front of us and gets very upset. I told her I wasn’t sure how to redirect him with it. She explained how he may be associating with the phrase and told me she would add it to their word play so he could see how it should be used. He didn’t use it once after his therapy. He was tired but he did pretty good with all of his sessions today.
We went by the bridge flags, “blue church,” and got our mushroom pizza, and then headed home. He was excited to finally be eating mushroom pizza that he missed on Monday since we didn’t go to his vision therapy appointment because of his meltdown over my clothes. He ate it all and then asked me for black olives next time with the mushrooms. He usually has not liked the black olives too much but has tried them so maybe he is liking them now. I just love that he is trying new things.
Bedtime was calling my name before I even got out of bed this morning. I knew it was going to be a long day. I’m thankful we had a calm night and Owen was happy. He has made such incredible progress this week even through the rough patches I saw victories. I pray for sleep tonight for both of us. Celebrate all your victories no matter how big or small celebrate them all. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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