Bad Dreams
My dreams used to scare me so much that I thought the monster from my dream was still in my room when I woke so I started to get too scared to call out. My sister Laura had no problem with that, although I think (we probably all agree) that she also had waking dreams (she slept walked too) because when she had a dream the poor girl let out fire alarm screams. Sharing a room with bunk beds made this terrifying to me too! I really thought the monster was in the room those times! My mom came as fast as she could to wake Laura to calm her down. Running into door jams didn't even stop her! So when it came to my bad dreams I was just locked in fear. If I called out, the monster would know I was awake and get me. But I really needed my mom to come and make it okay. So I'd do test calls, very quiet ones - almost a whisper... "mommy"... and I'd try about three times getting only a tiny bit louder than the last. And my mom, bless her soul, would come. She always heard. (Thanks mom!)
When Jordan was little and he cried out from a bad dream I always felt terrible that he couldn't tell me what it was about. All you parents out there ahead of me know this too. That piercing, terrified cry in the middle of the night. Sometimes he goes back to sleep right away and other times he's fully awake and we go to him. I sleep lighter so I can usually make it faster.
Last night at 4:30am Jordan cried out and then came to his door and if you've read past posts you know we put a gate there for safety. So there he was calling and crying at his door as I try to unbury myself from mounds of pillows for third trimester comfort. I felt so bad. I got there and as soon as he saw me he stumbled back to his bed and had a seat, crying still. "My water, mommy" So I gave him a sip from the cup we keep there. I picked him up and hugged him and asked if he was okay and he said "Mommy, his mouf was open." Oh! Poor little monkey. How dare a big monster try to eat my baby. But its the very first time he's been able to tell me what his bad dream was about. And now I'm not sure which is best, knowing or not knowing what's scaring your child in the night. He did lay back down and I stayed with him a while until I knew he was good and dozy. Then I couldn't fall back asleep (of course).
When Jordan was little and he cried out from a bad dream I always felt terrible that he couldn't tell me what it was about. All you parents out there ahead of me know this too. That piercing, terrified cry in the middle of the night. Sometimes he goes back to sleep right away and other times he's fully awake and we go to him. I sleep lighter so I can usually make it faster.
Last night at 4:30am Jordan cried out and then came to his door and if you've read past posts you know we put a gate there for safety. So there he was calling and crying at his door as I try to unbury myself from mounds of pillows for third trimester comfort. I felt so bad. I got there and as soon as he saw me he stumbled back to his bed and had a seat, crying still. "My water, mommy" So I gave him a sip from the cup we keep there. I picked him up and hugged him and asked if he was okay and he said "Mommy, his mouf was open." Oh! Poor little monkey. How dare a big monster try to eat my baby. But its the very first time he's been able to tell me what his bad dream was about. And now I'm not sure which is best, knowing or not knowing what's scaring your child in the night. He did lay back down and I stayed with him a while until I knew he was good and dozy. Then I couldn't fall back asleep (of course).
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