It seems that we've on to a new and exciting stage in parenting. Night terrors have struck the Hylton-Hunter household and I'm a little freaked out about it. I know that they are normal and common, but that doesn't make the crying and screaming any more bearable. Last night or shall I say this morning, my dear boy started crying and wailing and saying "Don't miss me, don't miss me. I'll be good, I'll be better." He had wondered out of his bed and stood at the top of the steps,leaning against the gate, arms streched out to the horrible parents to who were abandoning him in his dream. That's right folks, he was fast asleep and was sleepwalking.
So the most sense that I was able to make of this is that he is having some difficulty adjusting to the changes in school and childcare and everything else going on in our lives lately. It breaks my heart to think that he believes we're sending him to school as a punishment and that if he were better we wouldn't leave. So now I'm heartbroken, sleep deprived, and terrified that he'll start sleepwalking regularly and hurt himself by falling down the stairs. Why did no one tell me about this stuff before I got pregnant.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
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