Nightmare?
Posted By Kathleen David on June 18, 2005
4:53 this morning I wake up to hear Caroline whimpering over the baby monitor. I hope that she is just having a bad moment and goes back to sleep. 4:58 she starts to howl and chant “Mama.” I get up and go into her room. She is at the end of her crib in hysterics. I pick her up and she pushes against my chest when I go to sit in the rocking chair. I put her down. She runs from her room and into the hallway as if the Bogeyman took up residence in her crib. She is still crying and chanting. I grab a diaper and get her downstairs so Peter and Ariel can sleep. I put her on the couch and change her diaper. She is shivering. I get a bottle and sit on the couch with her in my lap. I rub her back and stroke her cheek while quietly singing all the songs I sang to her when she was little. Slowly she calms down and relaxes. I sit with her until she goes back to sleep about 5:35. I manage to get her back into her bed and go back to mine where I sleep until I woke up at 8:38. She woke up about 9:45. I have no idea what happened but she needed me and I was there for her.
I managed to wrestle the coat into completion after a few blood sacrifices to the sewing gawds. I need to redo a couple of things but I am going to move onto the next project so I don’t go mad. I am missing the pattern I wanted to use next. I think it is in my studio. I plan to check later today. So onto the next part of my mad dash to Shoreleave. I am always proud of what I did after the sketch is done. It is just some days during the creation that I don’t like my work.
I need to get some ducks in a row for DragonCon. I am still not listed as a guest yet and I know I am. I have got to get some stuff finished for the art show but I don’t think that is happening until after Shoreleave but we will see.
I hope everyone has a good weekend.
I am grateful to my family for their support when the fabric doesn’t cooperate.
One of my daughters had night terrors well into grade school. She never could remember the exact details of the dream.
Not that I would ever wish such things on her or any other child but it does give one a gof feeling to be able to protect and calm them down. Tht someone can believe that you and you alone can battle monsters is something only the parents of small children can experience.