The last couple of weeks have
brought such huge changes to her little world and though outwardly she’s handling it
well, night time tells another story.
Miss P has often had nightmares. From
a very young age she would thrash and moan and, if we woke her,
she would be scared and it would take a lot to settle her back down.
Nothing bad has ever happened to her so I can only assume it is purely down to
her brain processing things whilst she sleeps.
Since she started preschool the
nightmares have increased. After an initial settled hour or so she will start
calling for me. She is still asleep and always seems to be searching for me; she is
lost and can’t find her mummy. It breaks my heart every single time and often
tears are rolling down my cheeks as I sit in the dark, stroke her hair and sing
her back into a settled slumber.
It’s obvious where this stems
from. Clearly, though she loves preschool and doesn’t bat an eyelid when I
leave her, there is part of her that worries that I won’t come and get her at
lunchtime. During the day the only sign is a need for extra cuddles, the sudden
wrapping of her arms around my legs when I’m washing up and an increased desire
to sit on my lap and “read mummy”.
But the advantages are also clear
to see. Though she is still quiet whilst there, her speech has exploded at home
and it amazes me to hear her say words that I haven’t taught her, little
phrases that she has picked up from someone else. Her tantrums seem to be
lessening, mainly now purely because she is overtired. She seems to be growing
up by the second, and as much as it saddens me at times it’s also wonderful to
see.
A lot of change for a little
person. But positive change and I know that we’ll be able to chase her worries
away.
