So it’s official; my daughter, Molly, has night terrors! And there is absolutely nothing I can do about it! Well, I can give her a massive cuddle when it’s all over but that is about it.
Night terrors are one of the scariest things I have ever witnessed. God knows how Molly must feel when she’s having one. During the episode, Molly always looks like she’s awake, but she isn’t. Her eyes are open and she is looking at you, but somehow she doesn’t seem there. It’s like she looks through you, and like we are looking into an empty shell..
And then she screams. It is loud and terrifying. She runs around the house from one room to the next. She physically shakes, so much so, I have actually thought she was having a seizure a few times. It is awful. And I feel completely helpless. She was two years old when they first started. How is this fair?
Here is a little (attempt at) a poem I have written to the night terrors…
Screw You, Night Terrors!
A question today I ask you dear night terrors,
Is if you think it possible you could have made errors?
Why I must ask, haunt my child while she’s sleeping?
She’s only two years old, there’s no need for her weeping.
She runs and she screams,
What the hell are these dreams?
That are clearly impacting, the way she’s now acting.
Her eyes are open but she doesn’t seem there,
And honestly night terrors this just isn’t fair.
We try and we try to comfort and reason,
Because this behaviour seems so out of season.
The girl that once resembled my daughter,
Is now starting to sink into really deep water.
She really is giving us all quite a scare,
But you, dear night terrors, do not seem to care.
What can we do when she just will not wake?
This vision is causing us all heartbreak.
So we sit and we wait and we hope and we pray,
That these nightmarish dreams will just go away.
Wait, what was that I may have just seen?
A glimmer of light where the darkness has been?
My daughters eyes twitch and then they blink,
Is this nightmare starting to shrink?
“Mummy” she cries and I see in her eyes,
That my daughter is back from this awful attack.
So we sit and we cuddle, and have a big snuggle.
And as we cuddle some more, My daughter starts to snore.
Her face now serene,
She is starting to dream.
So I give one last cuddle and put her in bed,
Praying for only nice scenes in her head.
She turns on her side and settles right down,
Her face still serene with no sight of a frown.
I give her a kiss and stand by her door,
Not wanting to leave; shall I sleep on the floor?
But she seems quite content,
With no signs of torment.
So I pull closed the door and head back to my bed,
But will sleep evade with past scenes in my head?
The house is now still and I settle too,
As I try to forget all we’ve been through.
Tonight night terrors you came and defeated,
But I promise you this, that won’t be repeated.
Next time we’ll be ready,
Our response will be steady.
With a message or two,
That starts with screw you..!
If anybody has experienced night terrors and has any tips, I would love to hear them.
Thank you for reading, Sam x