“Not upper night slept upper night slept daytime sleep,” Owen said and went on. It was close to six when he woke up and I was happy with that. Last night was a hard night for me. I was up and down all through the night and wasn’t feeling my best.
When Owen got out of bed he went to the bathroom, had the quick conversation with me, and then immediately went to my bed. Under the covers, he went with his tablet and that was that. My bed has become his landing ground. He would spend some time in my bed but now it has become where he wants to be. He takes over the whole bed. Thankfully when it is bedtime I can still get him to go to his bed. I told him I was going to switch beds with him since he had now taken over my bed. He said no.
We got ready to go meet the bus and he was once again so excited to be going to school. He couldn’t wait to get there and was also excited about his therapies. The bus turned the corner and he was jumping for joy. He asked me a few more questions and he was off to school.
My bunny ears are a big deal to Owen, maybe even a bigger deal than what they hide but that’s probably why they are such a big deal. He truly cannot process the spotted grey version my hair is now doing. It’s too much for him. Now he is predicting that my hair will grow out by September and it can’t grow out fast enough for him. I try to get him to understand that there is nothing I can do to make it grow faster but he can’t process that either. One day at a time.
I picked him up from school and his teacher said he was very quiet but had a good day. We got to music and he was very happy his therapist was wearing blue pants. He had a good session but she also said he was kind of quiet. He wanted to go by the “bridge flags” on the way home but thankfully he was calm about it and didn’t ask me a lot of times. We got home and he ate his snack before we went to his vision therapy.
Every time someone parks in front of my house I want to cry. I know that it is going to upset him and I know there is nothing I can do but ride the waves with him. He thinks they are coming to our house and this is upsetting to him. There is nothing yet that I can say to convince him it is fine they park on our street and in front of our house. There is nothing wrong with it except Owen can’t handle it. Thankfully he was very excited about going to vision therapy so he talked about the car, kinda squealed a little, but got in the car because he was on a mission.
He did well at his vision therapy appointment. He was still focusing on gum and what the doctor was wearing but thankfully he was able to complete the exercises. On our way home we stopped at Chick-fil-A and got his nuggets.
The rest of the night went quickly and he was very excited about going back to school tomorrow. He didn’t want to listen about getting ready for bedtime but he finally decided to get ready for bed. He fell asleep very quickly and I once again pray he sleeps all night. And I pray for a great day for him tomorrow. He laughed a lot for me today and I know he is excited about his days ahead. His laughter fills my heart with joy. Focus on the good stuff. Smiles to all and donut daze!
When Owen got out of bed he went to the bathroom, had the quick conversation with me, and then immediately went to my bed. Under the covers, he went with his tablet and that was that. My bed has become his landing ground. He would spend some time in my bed but now it has become where he wants to be. He takes over the whole bed. Thankfully when it is bedtime I can still get him to go to his bed. I told him I was going to switch beds with him since he had now taken over my bed. He said no.
We got ready to go meet the bus and he was once again so excited to be going to school. He couldn’t wait to get there and was also excited about his therapies. The bus turned the corner and he was jumping for joy. He asked me a few more questions and he was off to school.
My bunny ears are a big deal to Owen, maybe even a bigger deal than what they hide but that’s probably why they are such a big deal. He truly cannot process the spotted grey version my hair is now doing. It’s too much for him. Now he is predicting that my hair will grow out by September and it can’t grow out fast enough for him. I try to get him to understand that there is nothing I can do to make it grow faster but he can’t process that either. One day at a time.
I picked him up from school and his teacher said he was very quiet but had a good day. We got to music and he was very happy his therapist was wearing blue pants. He had a good session but she also said he was kind of quiet. He wanted to go by the “bridge flags” on the way home but thankfully he was calm about it and didn’t ask me a lot of times. We got home and he ate his snack before we went to his vision therapy.
Every time someone parks in front of my house I want to cry. I know that it is going to upset him and I know there is nothing I can do but ride the waves with him. He thinks they are coming to our house and this is upsetting to him. There is nothing yet that I can say to convince him it is fine they park on our street and in front of our house. There is nothing wrong with it except Owen can’t handle it. Thankfully he was very excited about going to vision therapy so he talked about the car, kinda squealed a little, but got in the car because he was on a mission.
He did well at his vision therapy appointment. He was still focusing on gum and what the doctor was wearing but thankfully he was able to complete the exercises. On our way home we stopped at Chick-fil-A and got his nuggets.
The rest of the night went quickly and he was very excited about going back to school tomorrow. He didn’t want to listen about getting ready for bedtime but he finally decided to get ready for bed. He fell asleep very quickly and I once again pray he sleeps all night. And I pray for a great day for him tomorrow. He laughed a lot for me today and I know he is excited about his days ahead. His laughter fills my heart with joy. Focus on the good stuff. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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