She would wake up in the middle of the night screaming and crying and I would rush to her bedside to hold her. She would continue to cry, eyes open, terrorized (and then her sisters would be awake). The hardest part was that she wasn’t really awake. And the saddest part was one night when she cried, “I want my mommy”, in her shaky, frightened voice, looking with her glassy eyes straight into mine. Heartbreaking for me, because I was powerless to do anything.
Dirk and I would pray over her, while tears streamed down my face, and we held her until she would finally settle. The next morning she wouldn’t remember any of it, thankfully.
I don’t remember this happening very many times. When it did, it left us wondering if we had allowed her to watch something she shouldn’t have, eat something that didn’t agree, or if it was just that fact that she had us for parents! ; )
Regardless, today she is the mother of two of our precious grandgirls. Those night terrors didn’t leave any lasting marks and she’s never had to undergo counseling. ; )
Those childhood issues you may endure for a time in your child’s life most likely won’t cause permanent damage. And you’ll discover those issues are not because of you!
Have any of your children ever experienced night terrors?