My poor Gavie Doodle Noodle has been a little puny for the last couple of days, running a low-grade fever with a hacky cough.
I KNOW something is up when all the kingpin wants to do is lay on the couch, poor little man.
Last night, in the middle of the night, he woke up screaming, and I ran up the stairs, adrenaline pumping, stumbling with sleep. He was burning up, crying, and inconsolable. I brought him downstairs and tried to find out what was wrong - did he feel bad? Was it the fever? Did he have a bad dream?
FINALLY, today I got him to tell me that he had had "a scurrrry dream." He wouldn't elaborate, and I tried to get him to talk about it, thinking the monster might go away if he told me about him. No such luck.
He didn't want to go to bed tonight, saying he was afraid of more scurry dreams. I reassured him that mommy and daddy were always there to protect him, and would never leave him in his room alone if he was having a bad dream. There were hugs and kisses and songs and books, and just before I left, he said, "Don't leave me up here by myself all night."
Thus far we have been lucky that we haven't dealt much with nightmares, and hopefully this is a passing phase. I'd love to hear from anyone else out there who has dealt with them, and what you did to reassure your little ones. Anyone? Anyone????
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