Hold onto your hat or sit down. Owen slept all night. On a Friday. He probably would have even slept later if I didn’t go to the bathroom. Small house and creaky floors don’t help either. But he slept all night. All night long, on a Friday. Plus, he woke up happy and he knew what he wanted to do. These are the days I dream of. He asked when he was going to see his grandma and he answered himself “in a little bit.” I said, “later.” We went back and forth both standing our ground, and this is where you need to sit down again, he said, “later grandma later.” Progress, progress, and more progress. He was happy and talking about the places he wanted to drive to on his tablet. He came back to me and asked again when he was going to see his grandma. I told him he knew the answer and he said, “later.” I thought about it and I said, “after a while.” When he gets stuck on certain words I have to learn to distract him and help him push forward. He did not answer and walked off but that was progress because he was not mad at the change of words. He struggled a little to get ready to go to grandma’s. Some days are like that. He has a hard time processing time even though he kept asking about the time but we finally got going. I’m in awe and amazement at all the languages that my son speaks or comprehends. On the way there he broke out in song and it was in a language that I wasn’t really sure what it was and then started talking in Spanish. He had a great time with his grandma and they drove to many places. When we left I told him we were going straight home since we had gone by the windows before we went to grandma’s house and he went everywhere else with her. He agreed until he didn’t. He was so upset. He wanted to go by the railroad tracks but I didn’t even know which ones he was talking about. He was crying and screaming. He had the biggest meltdown he had in quite a while and I was crying right there with him. It’s so hard to see him upset. I have to hold onto the progress. We got home and usually it’s hard for him to get out but today he got right out. He said, “angry mad you need a hug I’m sad you sad.” Progress. Then he came inside and right to his computer for Peekaboo Barn. He was calm the rest of the night and ate two dinners. Growing and progress, that’s what I love. Through challenges, we grow and those lessons shine the light on the victory of progress. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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