When you have plans that don’t go according to plan you don’t push the plans. Today was supposed to be bowling day but going out of order is still an adjustment for Owen. I had plans for the morning so he went to visit grandma before what would have been our bowling adventure but once I came to pick him up all he kept saying was “wanna go home no bowling today”. Yesterday all he did was talk about going bowling, this morning before we left he said, “no bowling today”. He was calm all morning, except for the yelling part, until we got in the car to go to grandma’s house. His anxiousness starts and mine doesn’t stop. I know what’s coming as soon as we leave the house. I’m trying to learn to breathe and move forward. Every time we have to stop for a light or a car pulls in front of us Owen screams or makes a comment. I try to distract him but that isn’t always easy. We got to the area that he tells me it’s raining and he said, “it’s raining”. I said it’s not raining. He said, “the sky kept all the rain”. I thought that was pretty brilliant. He was pretty calm for most of the drive until we got really close and then his emotions starting running like a waterfall. He said, “wanna go home let’s go home” but I knew he wanted to go. He did fine once we got there but his mind races with all the words and scenarios we’ve been through. We never made it to the bowling alley but he had a great time with grandma. I think he ate from the minute we got home until it was time to get ready for bed. I’m trying to teach him to look for things he is asking for. He wanted his tablet but he couldn’t see it because there was a book on top of it. I explained to him that he sometimes has to move something to find what he is looking for. He was getting very frustrated and we had to count to ten a couple of times but then he found it. It’s hard to push him or give him instructions when I know he will have a meltdown if I push too much but I also have to work with him on life skills. He dropped one of his games on the floor from the basket it was in but instead of picking it up, he started stepping on it. I’m not sure how he thought this would help but we then went through the process of picking up the pieces. It seemed kind of fitting for the day. Sometimes the pieces of life seem hard or daunting but we have to pick them up and move forward. Never give up because tomorrow is a brand new day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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