Think Three Times Monday
Owen got into bed with me earlier than the normal middle of the night time. I don’t know what noise woke him or maybe it was his body. I got a white noise machine for his room, but that hasn’t help, so far. Once he got into bed with me he fell back asleep quickly. The only problem was he couldn’t stay still. He rolled all over my bed and three separate times he was at the foot of my bed. He has absolutely no concept of personal space or no concept of space in general. The other day as we were walking to the car he took off down the steps to our walk. When he got to the second set he practically jumped down them backward. He recovered on each step, not falling, but it kept me on my toes. How do you teach the concept of the world around them. I make him count the steps, I try to hold his hand, but I’m also trying to teach him boundaries and that he has to stay with me when we go places. My son is seven, I try not to dwell on all the emotions that sit heavy with me. Some days he listens to me and stays right with me. Other days it’s hard for him to process and he will laugh hysterically at me for trying to hold his hand, sometimes pushing me or pulling me looking for the escape. Some situations are too overstimulating for him and he’s looking for a calm escape. All I can do is explain it to him in words that he might understand. At seven he’s still small for his age, but he can easily pull me or push me around. The more I suggest not to do s behavior, the more he wants to do it. And the behaviors are cycling through now, with him correcting himself. He grabbed my arm last night as he was falling asleep. He bit me, not hard, but he immediately said, “we don’t bite people we be nice”. No truer words were spoken, but the action, even though it wasn’t hard was still there. One day at a time I tell myself, knowing how far he has come, and that through all of this I still see growth. I know he will be happy when Christmas break is over and he can go back to routine. I’ll be happy too. Never give up, keep pushing forward, and know this is one moment in time. 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.