Timing on Tuesday

Our autism journey

Owen got into bed with me at some point. His feet in my ear is how I woke. I couldn’t figure it out at first, I had been cradling his head in my arms. I got up to go to the bathroom, any noise is noise in his book, and here he came. The problem, I didn’t have my glasses on. He went into hysterics as soon as he say me. “Gwasses” he yelled, “gwasses”. I couldn’t get them on fast enough. We were up at this point. Once my glasses were safety on my face the slippers were the next problem. I couldn’t sit with my feet on the couch. I explained why it was okay I didn’t have my shoes on, he only did the sideward glance a little bit after that. Routine is everything to Owen. He wanted his milk and cereal as soon as we got up. He started naming things and I saw so many connections forming right before my eyes. These are the days that are so hard to explain. He is so on top of his game, but yet everything sets him off. As the morning wore on, everything seemed to be fine. My little boy is doing amazing, these days are a moment in time. Every day he is getting stronger and learning more. Make today yours. Follow your heart, find your motivation and inspire the world. Smiles to all and donut daze!

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