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Published on December 1, 2006 By Tova7 In Home & Family

This morning at 3am my three year old started screaming, not a cry out for his mama, but a blood curdling “I AM TERRIFIED” type scream.  He’s never screamed like that in his entire life.

 

I jumped out of my warm cocoon of quilts and in the three seconds it took to get to my bedroom door I thought …. nightmare, but since he was still screaming, a stranger in his room.

 

Too late, I already passed the baseball bat.

 

I yanked my bedroom door open, sleep completely gone from my eyes, heart pounding hard.

 

He shot out of his room, still screaming, into my arms.   My eyes went immediately to the gaping dark behind him and asked what was wrong.

 

I couldn’t understand because he was shaking and so scared.  So I went into his room to look around.  Finally he told me a “bad robot eat me.”

 

So it was a nightmare.  He was clinging.  I put him in my bed where he refused to let go of my neck.

 

I can not sleep with a child wrapped around my head.  As soon as he drifted back off, I tried to disengage, he started whimpering again.  I held him close and he stopped.  He slept, I didn’t.  But I did get a crick in my neck that hurts whenever I look off to the right.

 

That was some robot dream.  Its effects linger even in the light of day.

 

The wind is howling here now.  It rained for 24 hours straight and finally stopped an hour or so ago.  I actually see the sun and blue sky.  But as I write this, the clouds have moved back in and all is once again, gray.

 

We have a couple huge trees in our backyard with splits in the trunk.  My husband and I disagree as to the severity of the splits and so he refuses to cut them down, but for my peace of mind, intends on having them "tied" by landscapers when he returns.  If we get ice, or the 50 MPH winds anticipated, I may have a tree in my family room.  Yeah, Merry Christmas.

 

So the winds are picking up, bringing in a cold front and knocking branches off the trees onto the roof of our house.  Another blood curdling scream.  My little one is frightened today and is jumping at every little thing.  My neck hurts and I’m exhausted.  

 

Shesh, that was some dream.


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on Dec 01, 2006
Yikes that must have been quite a nightmare. Does he talk about it at all? I find it helps with mine when they talk about a nightmare they have had.

Hope you do get to sleep tonight! At least it's the weekend!
on Dec 02, 2006
You need to provide him with a Super-Duper-Robot-Killer to keep under his pillow. (maybe some plastic beads taped up in a colorfully decorated toilet-paper tube..something to shake and make noise with..)


That oughta do it. Or you could sing him a little Metallica lullabye too.

Hush little baby, don't say a word
And never mind that noise you heard
Its just the beast under your bed,
In your closet, in your head...


On second thought, scratch that second sugestion there...  
on Dec 02, 2006
Your tree looks creepy. I love it!


The kids round here love it. They sit on the deck at night in the summer and laugh and tell stories.

Or you could sing him a little Metallica lullabye too


hahahaha. The words wouldn't scare him as much as my singing. He tells me "no sing, hurts my ears!"

Some kids just don't appreciate talent. buwhahahahah
on Dec 02, 2006
Ooo, I really like the tree face... Excellent

As for bad robots, you could always say they don't eat people, only nuts and bolts and tin cans. And people who can't sing but try to anyway
on Dec 02, 2006

And people who can't sing but try to anyway

Well then I guess I'd be SAFE since I can belt so well!  hahahahaha

on Dec 02, 2006
Well then I guess I'd be SAFE since I can belt so well!


oooooh I bet!!

From bees to robots?

I remember my youngest (the one you met) had nightmares alot. I remember getting up a bunch with him. Most of the time I'd get up and go and sleep in his bed until he fell asleep because he was starting to get into the habit of crawling into our bed almost every night. It's really a cramp for three in a double bed. He moved around in such a way I remember waking up with his little pj covered feet in my face more than once.

I'd keep him away from robots for a while. ....

I wish I had a tree like you have that I could put a face on. Most are too far away from the house to really be noticed. I'll haveta grow one...lol.

on Dec 02, 2006
When I was little, preschool, I used to have terrifying nightmares about a neon green woodpecker trying to peck my head. Kid's imaginations are pretty amazing.
on Dec 02, 2006

wish I had a tree like you have that I could put a face on. Most are too far away from the house to really be noticed

Uh, I saw pictures of your house and yard remember?  You live in a beautiful wooded country.  I'll take that and you can have my old tree with a big butt crack! hahahahah

he was starting to get into the habit of crawling into our bed almost every night. I

Yeah it takes A LOT for me to allow my kids to sleep in my bed.  That's MY private area and they are not welcome for sleeping, snuggling sure, but they have their own beds for sleeping.  He was ok last night so I think it was a one time thing.  ~crosses fingers~

 

on Dec 02, 2006

I used to have terrifying nightmares about a neon green woodpecker trying to peck my head

HAHAHAHAHA.  Mason!  That should be the theme for the next JU Writer's Club...working a story around it.  That is so funny I laughed out loud.

 

on Dec 02, 2006
HAHAHAHAHA. Mason! That should be the theme for the next JU Writer's Club...working a story around it. That is so funny I laughed out loud.


Hey, I didn't think it was so funny when I was three. Come to think of it neither did my mom and dad when I came screaming into their bed.
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