I don’t even think I remember when Owen got into bed with me but I do remember when he stole all my covers. He woke up in a good mood and hardly gave me any directions. I was able to get my coffee with the lights on and he remained calm. I asked him to pick out a book and bring it to me. He ran to his books and I could hear him reading as soon as he picked it up. It’s becoming more routine for him. I’m trying to find activities that will carry us through the summer. And I’m already sad he only has two partial weeks of summer school. When we go outside to wait for the bus I try to play different games with him. Today I had him stand at one section of the sidewalk and me down from him. I asked him to count the number of steps it took to get to me. I showed him how to do it but he didn’t want to stand still so I tried a couple more times with him. He walked towards me counting but not with his steps. I still see this as a victory though. It’s progress. When the bus got there I asked can you wave to the bus and he said, “no”. When he came home it was right when we were about to have a severe thunderstorm but the rain had barely started when his bus pulled up. I went to meet it but I still got soaked. He was talking all about the rain before he even got off the bus. He was getting upset. We got inside as quickly as I could get him through the door. He talked about my pants being wet and started running around. “Stop the wet string blue pants”, he said anxiously. I thought he ran to his bedroom to take his pants off but he went to the bathroom to get a towel. “Wipe mommy wet blue pants dry”, he said and started wiping my legs with the towel. He then told me it would be “dry blue pants again” and handed me the towel. He didn’t scream. He was anxious but he was fine. I changed, he changed. I let him know we might lose power because of the storm. I explained the lights may go out or we may not have the internet. He said, “angry sky make happy again no rain today” and started eating his chips. I was wonderfully amazed and it was beautifully sad. It just felt like growth. I tried not to cry when he started drying my pants off but this was the sweetest, saddest victory. It was amazing to see the whirlwind happen in under two minutes time. He made so many connections and he remained very calm but it was an emotional journey for him. I was thankful though that he was able to express his emotions and he came up with the solution of drying my pants. He needed them to be dry. He can’t handle my hair being wet or my hair being pulled back. I always have to look like mommy even if that means my pants can’t be wet. I love when he changes his voice to try to sound like someone else. He was talking in a high-pitched voice like the woman that he watches doing the review of the app he likes. He ate all after when he came home. I asked him if he wanted some cheese and before he answered I said, yea white cheese or yellow cheese. He said, “white cheese no square cheese”. I said you can have both. He said, “no white square cheese” and then he sat happily eating both cheese separately. I tried to keep him up later but he was asleep pretty close to his regular bedtime. I hope he sleeps through the night. He’s off to grandma’s house tomorrow and I know he will have fun. I’m thankful for the laughs we had today and the joy he brings to my heart. I reminded us both to breathe and to keep moving forward. The road to tomorrow is not always the path you thought you might take but it is worth the adventure to find a new beginning to the next chapter in your life. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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