Hello all. I have been reading here for awhile and thought that I would share what my daughter went through. It is hard for me to tell this as the only people that believed this was our family,and only because they witnessed it.
It started when she was about 12 mo. old. She started having nightmares. She would just have hysterical fits for about an hour every night,around 1-2 am. She would grab the rails of her bed and shake or pound and claw at the crib. This continued until she was about 18-19 mo. That's when she started to scream that she didn't want to die. These nightmares got worse after that.
We moved her to a toddler bed hoping that this would help, actually it did for about 2 weeks. I guess because she didn't feel so confined. anyway that's when it came to a head. She was having another nightmare and when I went in,I spent everynight with her until her nightmare was over and then I went to bed, and she was on her knees grabbing at the headrail and curtains screaming that she didn't want to die. I grabbed her and told her it was ok that I was there. She wasn't though she was trapped in her dream. She just kept screaming that she didn't want to die, then she started choking and couldn't breathe I was trying to ask her what was wrong while patting her back. That's when she told me the water was coming in and she couldn't get out. I started to finally understand and started to talk her through her dream. To make a long story short,It finally came out that her grandma didn't want her and locked her in a trunk and threw her in the river. She couldn't let go of it. I rocked her all night and told her that that was over and I was her mother now and I would never let that happen. I would keep her safe. The dream stopped that night and never happened again. Before this night she hated baths and we fought to wash her hair, now she is a little fish in our pool. She is now seven and never said anything since that night until today. She said she was glad that I was her mom and I am keeping that mean grandma from drowning her again. I asked her what she meant and she just smiled and said you know what I mean and ran outside to play.
She is the youngest of 5 kids and never with any of them did they have the nighmares that she had.
I know this is long, thank you for letting me tell this.
It started when she was about 12 mo. old. She started having nightmares. She would just have hysterical fits for about an hour every night,around 1-2 am. She would grab the rails of her bed and shake or pound and claw at the crib. This continued until she was about 18-19 mo. That's when she started to scream that she didn't want to die. These nightmares got worse after that.
We moved her to a toddler bed hoping that this would help, actually it did for about 2 weeks. I guess because she didn't feel so confined. anyway that's when it came to a head. She was having another nightmare and when I went in,I spent everynight with her until her nightmare was over and then I went to bed, and she was on her knees grabbing at the headrail and curtains screaming that she didn't want to die. I grabbed her and told her it was ok that I was there. She wasn't though she was trapped in her dream. She just kept screaming that she didn't want to die, then she started choking and couldn't breathe I was trying to ask her what was wrong while patting her back. That's when she told me the water was coming in and she couldn't get out. I started to finally understand and started to talk her through her dream. To make a long story short,It finally came out that her grandma didn't want her and locked her in a trunk and threw her in the river. She couldn't let go of it. I rocked her all night and told her that that was over and I was her mother now and I would never let that happen. I would keep her safe. The dream stopped that night and never happened again. Before this night she hated baths and we fought to wash her hair, now she is a little fish in our pool. She is now seven and never said anything since that night until today. She said she was glad that I was her mom and I am keeping that mean grandma from drowning her again. I asked her what she meant and she just smiled and said you know what I mean and ran outside to play.
She is the youngest of 5 kids and never with any of them did they have the nighmares that she had.
I know this is long, thank you for letting me tell this.