Threaded Tuesday

Anxious morning, anxious afternoon, and trying to be calm evening is what I have planned; and so far going well, even with the random scream, from Owen, not me. Owen woke upset, wanting his teacher, but yelling to “turn de light offT”, and mad because I was no longer in the bed. He had gotten into bed with me around three; that’s when sleep evaded me. We walked to the bus stop, and he was moody; I might have been, too. We stood at the bus stop for a few minutes, and then he saw the bus. His excitement, if bottle could brighten the world. His smiles radiates through his entire body, and that’s what matters. As the bus approached, I asked Owen, what color the bus was. He quickly said, yellow. He got on the bus, and the aide strapped him in. I always stand there until they leave, weaving the “I love you” sign, as I’m standing there. Today, he stared right at me as I did it. A lot of times he doesn’t really look toward me, but I always want him to know I’m there. I’m trying to be calm, and content in my own skin today. His anxiousness is my anxiousness, but this evening, so far he is calm. And eating a lot. I can tell my little dude is growing. The last few nights he has eaten all of his dinner, snacks after dinner, and then about thirty minutes before bedtime, he goes to the freezer, getting more meat out of the freezer, and asking for more. Both nights he ate second dinner almost in its entirety. So, tonight my sweet baby O has a plate full of fish, and vegetables, and we’ll see how the night goes. He has asked multiple times to go bowling, church, and school. I told him we would go tomorrow, and then he said, “Saturday we bowl”. He’s growing, learning, and making connections. Never give up. Keep pushing for you dreams to come true. Make today matter. Smiles to all and donut daze!