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Funny how the old brain works.  Daughter number one has been a troubled sole since she arrived on this mortal coil.  She was born covered in blood from severe eczema, she dehydrated so much that she spent months wrapped from head to toe in bandages and was bathed twice daily in pure medicated oil.  Then to add insult to injury, she is severly allergic to egg, and now we find out shell fish also.  To add to the list, along with stinking hayfever, she has seasonal asthma - because of the hayfever.  And only 7!  So she has all that under her belt.  But there is also something else, something not really medical.  Ever since she was a babe, she has suffered terrible night terrors.  Not nightmares.  She sits up, but is fast asleep.  She screams, wails, cowers and smashes herself against the wall.  You cannot calm her, and must not wake her, just sit with her, talking calmly and prevent any injuries.  It used to frighten me and I would end up in such a state!  This used to happen every night, now it is only a couple of times a month....she is growing out of the terrors, but she has started sleep walking and talking in her sleep!  She wanders around, and we just gently direct her back into bed.  The talking is quite funny.  Often you can't understand her mutterings, but just now I heard her say my name, so I went in and answered and she told me she couldn't read the words, what did they say?  I told her it said it was night time and time for sleep, she said aaahhh, okay.  Then I told her everything is okay, nothing to worry about,  nitenite and love you, she said nitenite and love you to, and didn't open her eyes - sound asleep!  Funny...funny funny funny.  I am always constantly amazed at 'us' - the way we work, especially our mind.  Hers plays tricks on her....wonder where it will lead her next!?

What a lot of things for her to deal with! Must be very worrying for you. If it's any help, let me tell you about my night terrors etc...

Aged 5-8 I had terrible dreams and woke the whole house repeatedly. It moved from dreams to sleepwalking, once my Mum caught me just as I was on the way out of the front door with my school shoes in my hand!

At age 9 it all seemed to magically disappear.

The family theory is that I got a new teacher who pushed me academically, previously I had not had enough to think about, so my overactive imagination came out in my dreams.

Who knows? I hope your daughter grows out of it too!

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EJ I sincerely hope your little one grows out of these worrying night terrors. Bless her she has had enough to put up with. Does she remember anything in the morning? Our minds/brains are very complex. I had a terrible dream for years. I was running with my daughter (always my eldest one) she had been in an accident and I couldn't find a Doctor or Hospital.. None of my children (thank goodness) had ever been in an accident.
I wish her well.
Lorna.

Poor little girl EJ!  What a lot to cope with. A lot of these things are things she can grow out, though how traumatic for her!  My son (he is 31 now), had a series of things to cope with as he was growing up.  First of all, during his birth they found he had his hand on his head, so they had to do an emergency C-section.  He also had terrible ezcema when he was a baby, his face and head were just covered in crusts. People used to look in his pram and cringe, which used to really distress me and make me feel like a bad mother.  He was always uncomfortable and I could only bathe him infrequently with a cream to keep his skin moisturised.  As he got older he grew out of this and has really good skin now.

He was very vulnerable right from an early age, and was always having accidents, one year he broke 4 bones (his toe, his nose, his wrist and collar bone) I think he was about 9 at the time. I used to feel really guilty as I thought the social worker would be calling around any time.  When he started school, one day I got a call from the headmistress to say he had a pencil stuck in his ear, and they couldn't get it out.  When he was five he was knocked down by a car. I had tied our gate up but he had somehow got out and followed his Dad to the shops and had crossed the little lane (usually very quiet).  He suffered concussion and was cut up, but thank God, he was okay.  It gave us all a terrible fright, especially as I was always so carefully with him.

He also suffered from Night Terrors, and it was so distressing, all we could do was be as calm as we could be, and just speak to him in a very quiet, reassuring way.  We saw a doctor, who said he would grow out of it, which he did, without any repercussions. From an early age he wouldn't eat meat and had a very restricted diet.  I was always worried as he was so small and thin.  However when he was about 16 he suddenly spurted away and is now 6ft 1inches tall.  Despite all these early problems, he grew up to be a well adjusted lovely person who we are very proud of.  So take heart EJ, things will get better!  busy_lizzie 

poor wee thing :(
both of mine sleep walk on occassion (16 & 14).....scary 

Poor thing, she has a  lot to cope with.  I too hope that she will grow out of the ecxema and night terrors.  Eldest daughter had just the one episode and that was enought to scare the living c**p out of us.  She was convinced that hubby was someone called the beast master and was hunting her...........terrifying for her and for us.

When Michael was much younger my husband and I were woken up by the sound of him pelting out of his bedroom door, down the stairs, few laps round the living room and back up to bed again.  We never did find out what that was about!  Perhaps he was dreaming that he was taking part in the Olympics! 

On another occasion we found him wandering in his sleep calling out, "chick"  We got out of bed and asked him what was wrong and he said, "chick can't get in the back door, chick's trying to get in"  We told him we'd let chick in and popped him back into his bedroom.

Such a funny thing sleepwalking/talking.

Awwwwwwwww, bless. Big  :-*  to her.

I used to sleepwalk, and was found opening the back door, luckily I had called out to my Dad to put my shoes on! Grew out of that, but still talk in my sleep occasionally, last funny one was me sitting bolt upright in bed screaming Croccodile! I woke up to OH yelling where, where? ;D
I dreamt last night that someone was pushing baby guinea pigs through the fence cos they didn't want them, what was that all about! :o ???
Strange what our minds do when we are asleep, now my OH who doesn't have as vivid an imagination as me, hardly ever dreams, so perhaps it is those of us that have wild imaginations that it effects more?
Hard for you to watch though EJ. :(