Time On Sunday

I hold on to the little steps that truly lead to the bigger moments. Owen’s eating a bbq sandwich. I’m already overly emotional, then add in the years it took to get to this moment and I want to shout it from the rooftops. I also want to claim ostrich rules and hide my head in the sand. It’s been a really hard day for me. I can’t make Owen understand that he is not going to see his teacher for a week. Or maybe he does understand but can’t process or accept it. He has been asking repeatedly for his teacher since Friday and today he hasn’t stopped wanting to know when he will see her again. Out of routine is out of our realm but here we are again. One of Owen’s meltdown foods is bananas but he loves to watch videos about bananas. I got bananas for our smoothies. They sat on the counter for most of the day before he saw them. Once he did that was it. The meltdowns began. He wanted to throw them in the trash and he was on the floor rolling about them. This is one of those foods that he loves to watch on videos, he loves to eat them if he doesn’t see them, and he is fine with them at some other places. It’s like the vacuum, microwave, and hairdryer. He does not like any of them but loves watching videos featuring them. It’s all about the process. I’m dreading bedtime because he will not be happy when he asks the question of when he gets to see his teacher again. This is going to be a long week. One day at a time and as many times as I’ve wanted to cry what has gotten me through the day was Owen singing and dancing with me this morning. I hold those moments close to my heart especially when the tears randomly fall. Be proud of your victories, shoot for the stars, and make your dreams come true. Smiles to all and donut daze!