Owen didn’t even make it until one o’clock last night before he came to look for me. I tried to convince him to go back to the “blue bed” but he said, “no blue bed today” and proceeded to crawl into bed with me. And that’s when his sleeping started and mine was sporadic. The bigger he gets the better his impersonation of a sleeping octopus being chased by an invisible pizza crust thrower while running a triathlon holding a porcupine is becoming. I woke ready for a nap, he woke ready to go to therapy that was numerous hours away. I had to make several phone calls today. Phone calls are even part of the emotional journey. I asked, maybe begged Owen not to yell at me when I had to make the phone calls. They are hard for him. Sometimes he does amazing with them and then other times he will stand in front of me screaming. I try to practice with him but it doesn’t always work and he randomly screams so I’m not sure how to help him through those emotions. We went to his therapy and he did well. There was no screaming on the way there but when we headed home there was a lot of traffic. He wanted to scream and I tried to distract him. I asked him to sing with no reply. I then asked him several questions about the languages he knows and also got no reply. I had to change gears and get him focused on something else. I told him that we had to count the cars coming towards us. At first, he didn’t understand but then he got on board with this quest once I started counting and I’m happy to report we counted “two hundred and fifty eighty three” cars. For some reason when he counts he always adds in the number eighty. But hey, we made it home without a scream. His new thing is to tell me the “baby is sleeping with a snort you have to wake it up” so as he was falling asleep he was explaining this to me and he was snorting. Sweet dreams I told him and I had to laugh at his snorts. Miracles are happening and I see his growth every day. Dream big and go after your goals. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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