Five o’clock in the morning was at least not three o’clock and I did fall asleep quite early last night. Plus it was my bladder that got the best of me and my floors tell the story of me walking through my house. I heard Owen talking to himself once he heard me. He was probably thinking why can’t she keep it down I’m trying to sleep over here. He was in a really great mood once he woke up. I got my coffee using the light that he turned on and he was very happy with that. We were playing his games and then he wanted his breakfast but what he wanted was “microwave chicken” and he asked me over and over and over for it. I made him chicken but not in the microwave. He ate it all and was glad it was chicken. Then we got ready to go to grandma’s house. I told him we were supposed to go to a Halloween party tonight but I’m not sure how he felt about that. He was not sure what that meant. He knew we went to a party last night and he had fun but I think it wore him out and struggled with it not being routine. It’s good to push him out of his boundaries so he knows that it can be done and we have to do it sometimes but I also know it can be hard on him. He thought the party was going to be at the same place even though I told him several times it would not. I explained that it would be at our friend’s house. He had been there before and when he was able to make the connection then he wanted to make sure their stairs would be there. All the questions came flooding through. I dropped him off at “grandma’s house” and he was enjoying himself. My mom texted me to say he requested pizza and to “order it.” I ordered a pizza and took it to my mom’s. I went back and forth in a struggle with myself to decide if I should take him to the party. As much as he had fun last night it was hard. I’m always on my toes. Autism is as much about how I handle it as it is about Owen having it. And last night was stressful. It was fun but stressful. I made up my mind after he ate the pizza and some of the questions he asked that we weren’t going to go. I told him that no one would be wearing blue pants and everyone would be in costume. Also, he wanted to watch Mickey Mouse, make sure their stairs were still there from the last time we were there visiting, and bring their vacuum home. He was excited about seeing the kids and their friends. My anxiousness swoops in and takes over. I never know when he is going to be upset that someone doesn’t have blue pants on or if they cross their legs or if the lights are on wrong and so forth and so on. We left my mom’s and he kept saying, “Halloween.” I thought let’s go. If there is any place I can take him for a Halloween party it would be at their house. I knew they would understand any of the circumstances. He had an amazing time. The kids were wonderful, every part of it was wonderful. He loved it. He wore his costume, he listened well, he ran all over, he went up and down the stairs, he played outside, and he interacted with the kids. It was all on his terms and times but he had fun. There were moments but he did great. He only tried to uncross the legs of one girl but he asked me first and I told him no. There was a boy that rehung the piñata so he could swing at it and he showed him how to do it. Plus a little girl shared her candy and asked if he wanted more. Several of the kids made sure to include him in other things as well. He was in sensory overload on the way home but the key was he enjoyed it and I handled it. I’m thankful it was a great experience. Every step forward is a step. He’s come so far and he is my inspiration to try harder every day. Follow your heart into the beauty of the day and know that you can change the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!
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