My heart is breaking a little for Elise right now and, for maybe the first time in our journey as parents, we can't just hug her and make something better or just FIX IT. We THINK it all started Thursday night when Adam read her a book before bed. It was a 'Frog and Toad' book- simple, cute little stories, nothing scary (we thought!). There was one line that said 'a wolf was chasing Frog and Toad, but they were brave and it didn't catch them' or something like that. That's it.
And that one sentence has completely rocked her world. We can't figure it out. She woke up that night 3 or 4 times and called for us to help. Adam went in and she said she had a bad dream about wolves. We kind of dismissed it because she's had 'scary dreams' before and she usually forgets about it the next day...but this hasn't been dropped. She's convinced that there are wolves in her room. We've never seen a wolf.
It makes me sad that she's so frightened that she's literally TREMBLING when it's bedtime. It's not the fake 'let me ask a million questions to stall". She really is scared that there's something in her room. And it kills us that this is a 'new' kind of scared for her. It's all emotional based. We can't hold her hand through a set of shots (did that this week, too!) and then it's over. Adam spent 30 minutes in with her last night and is up there again now. They've walked around the room to make sure there's nothing in there. We 'reasoned' with her that 1.wolves don't live in this state 2.They can't open the door b/c they don't have opposable thumbs, 3.they don't like being inside and 4.They can't go up stairs (ok, they probably could do that, but whatever...) 5. They live in far away forests near Santa, 6. They are friends with Santa, 7. They are friends with the reindeer, 8. They play with bears. NONE of that seems to be helping. We really want to cuddle with her, rub her back, and hold her until she falls asleep, but we know that's not the best answer...she needs to get herself to sleep and learn that there isn't anything in her room.
It almost hurts my pride a little just b/c I want her to trust me. I know she can't reason that deeply, but I want her to know that anything/everything I do is to help and protect our kids. I want her to hear us say, "There are no wolves" and then it's over.
At bath time, she was even scared to go in her room to get her jammies b/c the light wasn't on yet. She's NEVER done anything like this- she usually runs ahead of me up the steps, into a dark closet and hides until I find her. So, I guess we just try talk her through it, be patient when we're sick of going in for the 5th time in 15 minutes, and pray that it'll just pass. I want her to crash into bed and fall asleep within seconds like she usually does...and until then we'll keep listening to her yelling/ crying "No Wolves Anywhere..." and try not to cry a little myself. augh. parenting is hard.
As always, any and all advice is welcome!