We slept mostly-better. I fell asleep in Owen’s bed last night. He woke by five, I was still in his bed, and he moved to the couch. He slept for another hour. I might have re-learned the sleeping lesson last night. It doesn’t matter what I do he will or will not sleep when he is ready. That’s a hard concept for me to accept even though as a child I hardly slept myself and even when I got older sleep didn’t really matter much to me until my thyroid had a say in it. Plus, when your child is up on their schedule, yelling at you, and you’ve had no sleep it puts a whole new twist on the word tired. He was excited to get to the bus this morning. He started pointing at different things. I asked him to point where his bus comes from. I absolutely love watching him process my question and then his finger-pointing in the right direction. This is a concept that took him years to develop and here he is pointing. I’m beyond thankful and excited every time he does it. Owen has been talking a lot about a soccer ball. I’m really not sure where he originally saw it but I got him one. He immediately started talking to it and kicking it around. It’s more of a plush stuffed soccer ball which is a sensory delight to him. I try to get him items that have different textures, weights, and materials to them. He loves standing on mats that have textures; like welcome mats or straw mats. I also got him several types of yoga mats and beaded carseat covers. He will lay on them and I can see the difference in him immediately. He also loves to be in a small areas so I got him a tiny tent-like structure that he takes his blanket and books in. This is like his new little hideaway. The key is to give him the sensory input he needs. I’m thankful for his growth. And today felt like he was getting back into the swing of his schedule. His smile is my joy. Find your joy, share your smile, and make today matter. 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.