He fought sleep with every effort he could muster, but Owen was finally out. He had a really good day except for a few hits, runs, and errors. He’s been hitting me a lot more lately and then immediately responding with “we don’t hit you be nice”. I talk to him about how we have to respect people and be nice to them. Aggression is something I have worked with him on since his toddler years. With a lack of communication skills, he got frustrated very easily. Add in the toddler phase and we had to go through a lot of emotions to get where we are today. I can’t tell you the times he bit me or would pull handfuls of my hair straight out. I would cry a river of tears trying to understand what was happening with my baby. Now at least in general he doesn’t bite me. I’ve been trying to introduce gradual changes in my appearance to him. He has not seen my hair wet in years. It finally dawned on me to show him my hair wet in stages. Early this morning I wet half my hair and showed him that one side was wet and the other dry. I am pretty convinced I saw my sweet baby O wrinkle his nose at me. But he didn’t scream or try to pull my hair. I waited a few hours and at lunchtime, I then wet the whole bottom area of my hair. This did not go over very well at all, but after a few minutes, he was at least not trying to pull my hair out. I explained it was like his hair when he got in the pool or bath. I’ll show it to him again tomorrow in stages. I’ll lead up to my whole head being wet. One day at a time. I never imagined in a million ways how hard my appearance could be on him. Growing Owen is what we do, but I’m learning too. Find what motivates you and know that you can change your world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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