Gabby has been sick for two weeks with a cough. She wakes up in the middle of the night due to violent coughing. Some nights she ends up in bed with me and other nights she needs a drink of water and more medicine to subside the coughing. Last night around 4:00 a.m., she woke up whining, which I ignored, because she'll usually go back to sleep. Instead her anxiousness quickly increased to crying, then yelling, "mommy," and finally screaming at the top of her lungs like someone was hurting her. This all happened in the time it took me to open my eyes, pop out of bed, and stumble into her room still half asleep. I quickly scooped her up and started hugging her while asking what is wrong. Finally she told me there were monsters in her room and she wanted them to leave her room. Luckily she understands the word "pretend" so I explained to her it was a bad dream or pretend. I wanted to give her a few minutes to feel safe again so I took her to potty and told her I woke up from a bad dream too (which I really did). Gabby asked me what scared me and I told her a monster (how do you explain a complex dream to a baby girl?). She seemed to relax when she realized mommies have bad dreams too. She slept between Michael and I soundly and an hour longer than usual.
Gabby woke up in the morning talking about her bad dream and Mommy's as well. She did not seem distraught, instead she seemed interested. It broke my heart, not to mention scared me half to death when Gabby had her nightmare. I hope another one does not happen again for many years. Gabby is a very brave little girl who seems to overcome things much quicker than I ever anticipated.
Gabby woke up in the morning talking about her bad dream and Mommy's as well. She did not seem distraught, instead she seemed interested. It broke my heart, not to mention scared me half to death when Gabby had her nightmare. I hope another one does not happen again for many years. Gabby is a very brave little girl who seems to overcome things much quicker than I ever anticipated.
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