The screams are the echoes in my mind I have to push through. Owen came to my room before I was completely asleep. He crawled into bed with me and thankfully we both fell back asleep. He slept the rest of the night. Me, not so much. I don’t think it would matter even if they made a double-sized king bed that it would be any different because he takes up a lot of real estate but yet he wants his head on my pillow, no matter what. I got up to go to the bathroom and his words were out before I got very far. “Sit,” he said. I kept walking and told him that I had to go to the bathroom. I didn’t rush him to get out of bed. I turned on the kitchen light once I was out of the bathroom and he came to the kitchen. He seemed much peppier than he had been all week but I still wanted to take his temperature. Thankfully it was fine. Before I could even get back to my room with my cup of coffee he grabbed his tablet, turned off the kitchen light, and went past me to get into his bed. Sometimes I’m the grumpy one. I wasn’t completely ready to be awake even though I was very much awake. He sat next to me, calmly playing with tablet. I gave him a countdown of when we would need to get ready for school. I could tell he was feeling better because he was ready to get outside and wait for his bus. He wanted to talk about animals and the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Any of my suggestions were met with him either bending over staring at my shoes or rattling off the answer to get back to what he wanted to talk about. His mind amazes me. I asked him if he could name an animal that starts with U and his answer is always unicorn. I asked him if he could name something different and he replied with wanting to name animals with the letter V. He said, “vulture” and used his mouth to really say the letters in the word. He was doing it like he was probably taught by his teacher or therapist. He heard the bus and he froze. I could see the excitement wash over him as it turned. He was ready to run to it before it stopped. I’m thankful he loves school. His teacher is the perfect match for him and sets goals for him to achieve. She encourages him and she encourages me. It’s important to me to have a bond with his teacher so we can work together to move Owen forward. She sent me a message to let me know that we had a seal in our bathtub. I laughed. He is stuck on Salty the seal right now from the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Salty seems to spend a lot of time at our house. When he came home from school he said he wanted to go to the park until we got inside and then he didn’t want to go anywhere I suggested. He did however want to scream at the top of his lungs because he wanted me to change but he didn’t want my pants to be in my room while I changed. He wanted them gone. I try to not let his screams discourage me and instead ride the waves of emotions and help him understand that clothes don’t magically appear and disappear. It’s a lesson we still have a long way to go with. The rest of the night went about the same. I tried not to ruffle any feathers and avoid all the going to grandma’s house questions. Plans for our weekend are changed around some so we will see how he does but I didn’t want him to dwell on it until tomorrow so he might be able to sleep. He fell asleep quickly but I’m very thankful he is feeling better. He laughed and laughed and laughed at Salty and the rest of the gang tonight and that makes my day. The clouds will part and the sun will shine down again. Keep moving forward and know that all things are possible if you believe. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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