Last night was really rough on Lil Miss. She woke me up many times and who knows how many times she woke and didn’t wake me. One particular time, I woke up because she turned over to cuddle into my arms then immediately screamed bloody murder in my face. I was so sleepy I said “hey don’t scream, okay” and she whispered “okay, good night”

Another time, she mumbled “mom, did you have a dream?”
“not yet,” I said, “what about you?”
“no, somebody stole my dream”
“wha?”
“yeah somebody took my dream and gave me a headache”

So I told her we’d go back to sleep and make new dreams, nice dreams. SHe was hesitant at first because (obviously) she’d been having nightmares, but I promised her I was right there and if she had a nightmare she could wake me up. Just please no more screaming. Which she agreed to.

Next morning we woke up and she said “hey mom, I got a new dream!”
“was it a good one?”
“Yeah! I dreamed about making rocket ships fly. Did you dream about making rocket ships fly?”
“Um.. no, I don’t remember what I dreamed about”
“well maybe you dreamed about good things?”

“I’m sure I did”

“that’s okay,” she said reassuring me, “you can have some of my rocket ship dream”
“thanks hon”