“Sorry”, he said. Owen had a rough night. No school means that it’s hard for us. Any break is a break and that causes him to stress. He screamed for a few more minutes about “no school no school” and then said, “I wuv ewe”. It was another hour and a half before he calmed down enough to fall asleep. I have to stay strong, I have to not crumble, but I want to cry for my baby. Cry for me. It’s emotional. Completely and totally emotional. He can’t process everything that he is going through and he is still learning coping skills for how to handle when life doesn’t go according to plan. He will repeat the same words for hours wanting the comfort of me telling him what he is doing. I often wonder if trying to prepare him for his next day’s events makes it even harder for him. I have a dry erase calendar of his schedule and he will often run to it erasing the days with his hands. I try to prepare him for changes, but he thrives on routine and his schedule. Even when it is something he wants to do it takes a while for it to be routine and can still affect his day. Yesterday he went to his first gymnastics class. I knew he would love it. I didn’t know how well he would do with the instructions, but I knew that he would love the activity. The instructor was amazing with him, giving him time to adjust to each exercise, and still keeping him on task. He let Owen be Owen and it was fabulous to watch. My sweet baby O caught on quickly to many of the activities and it all exceeded my expectations. He is a natural-born climber and scared of nothing so this may be the perfect sport for him. I think it will certainly help his focus, not only on the task at hand, but with his surroundings. It has always been one of my greatest concerns, because he understands no fears, that he will fall or jump off of something that is too high. I hope that Owen might sleep all night after such a rough bedtime, but like so many nights before he was awake in the middle of the night climbing into bed with me. Through all of this, I cling to his words of love from last night. I know this is emotionally hard on my baby as well. Every day I’m thankful for the connections he is making and I pray that it will help him to understand more of the transitions in life. Even through your challenges remember today is one moment in time. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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