Some days all I hear are Owen’s words invading my thoughts. We slept okay, we got up, and then I had to “sit”. He was pretty anxious as soon as the day got started. I asked him to do several things for me and it was all on his timing which was not quick timing. I don’t know why I haven’t figured out that I need to get him dressed quickly and then me second but I always do it opposite. I keep hoping he will start to do more on his own. The bus was early and we were running late. They, fortunately, waited for us and technically we still had a couple of minutes but I always like to get there before the bus and give Owen time to talk to Siri. When he came home from school he had one thing on his mind and that was seeing his teacher tomorrow. We were walking up our sidewalk and he was talking about me changing my clothes and about seeing his teacher tomorrow. He looked down and there was a leaf on the ground. He bent down, picked it up, and moved it out of the way. He talked to it a second and went back to telling me what I was going to do and who he wanted to see. It reminded me of when he was a toddler. He would do this a lot. It was always interesting to me though because he doesn’t necessarily notice when things are in his way or he will walk on or sit on an object with no regard to if it is something he should sit on or step on. He will sit directly down on my open laptop or books, really anything that is where he wants to sit. The same with walking. He has no sensor that goes off and says you are about to walk on mommy’s feet or that pile of laundry on the floor. When he was younger I would set up little obstacle courses trying to get him to understand he had to go around an object. It took years for him to make progress with this. He still will turn full circle when he is on the stairs and has no body awareness of what he is doing. I now have him in physical therapy to try to help him with body awareness and spatial issues. The rest of the night was filled with him wanting me to read a video caption in a language I didn’t recognize and asking every few seconds when he would see his teacher again. I needed lots of distractions for him. After he ate his very large dinner he was screaming in my face about going to “sleep” and seeing his teacher so more distractions were needed. This time I had him read books with me. It’s not something he will always do and sometimes they cause huge meltdowns because I’m not reading correctly or repeating a page multiple times. But he is growing. It was an anxious day but a good day. Tomorrow is already being planned. “School first and then ride the elevator”, he says and goes on to talk about his doctor. I’m thankful he likes to go. Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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