I’m rejoicing this morning that my sweet baby O slept until a little after five in his bed. That’s a victory I tell ya, a victory. It’s happened two times in the last couple weeks and I feel like better sleep for both of us is right around the corner. He slept for almost another hour in my bed and he got up asking about school. I can’t even think through the fact that next week is spring break for him. All breaks are hard for him and all I can think about it how much this will throw him off. He thrives in the routine of his days. We walked to the bus this morning talking about the moon. It was brighter out and I can tell spring is right around the corner. He wanted to see the moon. I reminded him that we got to see the moon last night when he went to his Wednesday night program at church. He then talked about it hiding behind the clouds. He was in a great mood when we stood there waiting for the bus. He was extremely calm and very interactive with me, wanting hugs and kisses on his forehead. I thought back to when we came home the other day and he had a huge meltdown because there were cars near our house and they weren’t leaving. It’s one of the hardest things for me to try and explain to Owen that we can’t always control the settings around us. He wanted the cars to be gone and they weren’t leaving anytime soon. It took every type of diversion I could think of to get him inside. He was going straight into meltdown mode and I needed to get him inside to a more controlled environment before that happened. I was also hoping to distract him enough that he could push through and not have a meltdown. I was able to get him inside, but he immediately went to the window, still crying about the cars. I started rapid-firing questions at him trying to keep him engaged in other thoughts. This is one of the tactics I’ve used with him since he was small. He really can’t answer most of the questions I ramble off, but the question in itself is part of what keeps him focused on me. He sat in my arms for quite a while after that. It was as comforting to me as much as I think it was for him. Through these moments I’m growing and learning. My focus is always to find ways to help Owen work through these moments. I find the calmer I stay the calmer he stays, but that is easier said than done. Find your strength, push through those moments in time that seems hard to even imagine, and know that tomorrow is a brand new day. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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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.