Yesterday, the kids and I went to my Mom's and three really great
things happened. It turned out to be a very relaxing day. Livie was, as usual, the star of the show. She sparkled like she always does, playing with jewelry and being "on stage." Jack, on the other hand, wanted what we call a "lazy day." He was as calm as I've ever
seen him. And he was also extremely cuddly with my Mom and me. Perhaps all that running around on Friday gave him the proprioceptive input he needed to get his sensory faculties in line. I know that certain activities can last a child for hours, or in this case 24 hours. While we don't realize it if we don't have sensory issues, certain activities we do can affect us long after we're done doing them. Perhaps all the running at the park on Friday had done him a world of good because yesterday, he was calmer than I've ever seen him.
For a long time, he and I just sat in a comfy rocker, watching the Cubs game. We talked every so often, but for the most part, he just wanted to cuddle with his Mama. At one point, he asked me, "Are you sad?" I responded, "I am not sad, Jack. I am so happy to be your Mom." I kissed his head and he smiled at me and said, "You're happy,
" and then snuggled into me. And my heart broke.
Here's this boy who's been acting up lately because he just didn't know what to do with his feelings. He knew things were awry in the house because of my miscarriage and he was feeding off my own anxiety. He was a mirror image of me, even if I thought I wasn't projecting that onto the kids. Jack is a feeler
, for lack of a better word. He's particularly in tune to what I'm
feeling. And although he might not say anything about it at the time, he does take it all in and process my feelings as his own.
Today, for some reason, he just wanted his Mama and he wanted to be cuddly and affectionate. And that was one of the three great things that happened today.
The second great thing was that Jack ate a whole sloppy joe at dinner. This boy rarely eats meat that isn't chicken, so it surprised the bejeezus out of me when he downed an entire
sloppy joe. And then he finished it off with ice cream cake. We sang Happy Birthday to my Mom, he and Livie blew out some candles, and he ate ice cream cake. For some reason, he was calm, had an appetite, and he was happier than I've seen him in days. I'm guessing that has a lot to do with me.
The third great thing, which is a HUGE milestone, was that Livie went pee pee on the potty. Let me repeat that. Livie went pee pee on the potty at my Mom's.
She said she had to go, so my niece Blondie and I took her into the bathroom. When I looked at her lady area, it appeared to be wet, so I asked her if she was done and she said she was. I hadn't heard her pee, but when I wiped her, she was wet. So we called everyone to tell them the great news. She even told Hubby herself
on the phone. Jack runs like hell when you mention going on the potty, but Livie seems to be embracing the idea of it. Hopefully, this continues and she will encourage her brother to follow her lead.
Those three things were the silver lining in the cloud of these last two weeks. Sometimes, situations present themselves without warning; some are good, some are bad. And I guess we take each day as it comes, hoping that the good outweigh the bad. Yesterday was a very good day. I'm not going to take it for granted. I'm going to keep the memory of that day close to me because I need to right now.