All the days are blending together. I really need to adjust my sleep schedule since I can’t adjust Owen’s. He was wide awake by four in the morning, requesting milk, and “no lights on” like I didn’t know this was going to be the request. “Back to the blue bed” came next quickly followed by “sit in the white bed”. I try to push through the demands and commands to do what I need to do but I also walk on pins and needles trying to not rock any boat or cause a meltdown before I can even fully wake up. I got up and went to the bathroom anyways. I needed the coffee drip to drip a lot faster than it was. He asked for milk, cereal, waffles, and chicken. I told him wasn’t he glad I wasn’t still sitting in the bed. He pulled up Alice in Wonderland in Portuguese while I was getting his food sans chicken. I figured it could wait until second breakfast or first lunch before we got started on it. He has gone through so much food these past two weeks. Before if he finished everything on his plate for every meal I would be shocked. Now he eats all of whatever I give him and asks for more. I was asking him to touch his toes and he lifted his foot so I showed him how to bend in half. We’ve worked on it before but it is always how he does it and I have to remind him to touch his toes by bending his body instead of lifting his foot. So I asked him to put his hands in the air. He started singing a song he must have learned at school about moving and how to stretch or dance because the song and movements all worked together. I had an open bag of veggie straws so I gave them to him for lunch and he immediately said, “chips”. I said when these were gone he could have the veggie chips. He pulled up the voice option on YouTube and said, “ooh ahh and you” wanting the show’s channel. He then went to their video asking for chips and he played it for me. I had to laugh. I told him again he could have some soon as the others were gone. That boy doesn’t forget a single thing. You walk on eggshells because you know one false move will cost you hours of your moments forward. I sit because the meltdowns just roll over you like the thunder outside. You don’t even realize how patiently you are waiting for the meltdown to occur over a light, a pair of pants, touching your hair, or even stating that the volume of something needs to be turned down. The goal is to keep the meltdowns at bay. We had a good day, a little rough around the edges, but a good day. We laughed a lot this evening and I always love seeing the mischief in his eyes and happiness wash across his face when he figures something out. Tomorrow is a brand new day. Let go of the hurt, sadness, confusion of yesteryear and plan for your bright future ahead. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.