Owen has been sleeping better. This in itself makes me happy, but then add in the fact that he’s been happier lately and I’m over the moon. I am going to attribute part of it to the new cover for his pillow that feels like his blanket that he loves and the calming supplements that seem to be working again. It’s always a guessing game. He woke and came running to me, asking for his teacher, and then getting in bed with me. I told him that we would be leaving for his bus in about thirty munites. Next came the Linus move, but for some reason, he couldn’t find his blanket. It was right on his beanbag pillow, but he ran to it several times not coming back with it. The screeching started. I tried to reassure him it was there, but he just yelled more for his blanket. I got up and turned the light on. This brought a different set of screams hurling at me. “Turn de light offT”, he yelled. I told him once I got the blanket I would bring it to him and turn the light back off. Oh my, oh how I would like calm to start our days. I brought him the blanket, turning off the light as I went. I didn’t get back in bed though, I went to the bathroom. This sent him into another tailspin. I told him that I had to go and I would come back to bed after I went. He likes order to our days even when I don’t necessarily know the order that I’m supposed to do things in. I knew going to the bathroom would set him off and I was prepared that the screams would come, but there was nothing I could do, I had to go. How could my beautiful precious child not understand that I have to go to the bathroom, that I have to do things. And potty breaks are not optional. He was happy when I laid back down. He stayed there for about thirty seconds and then it was off to the races. He was happy I was laying down because then he could do what he does, run around the house and talk about his blanket, more part of our routine. A few minutes later I got up and he was fine with that because he knew I would put “pants on” and we would be heading to the bus stop soon. In a matter of ten minutes, the emotions that we both went through were incredible. You would think by now I would be used to the screams, but they still make my heartache for my sweet baby O. All I want to do is find comfort for him and hope that I can explain why we do the things we do. As we walked to the bus stop, he held my hand, telling me, “ I wuv ewe”. There is no greater feeling than that moment. Even through the cloudy days, I’m thankful for how far we’ve come. Find the bright side of life, look for the sunshine on the cloudy days, and know that you can overcome any obstacle in your way. 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.