Not a Creature was Stirring, Just Screaming Instead

I am at a Taylor Swift concert, which I think is hilarious because I think I have heard one of her songs. It is a small venue. I am sitting in the audience close to the stage. She is singing her songs and generally putting on a great show. Then she jokingly asks if anyone knows The Jonas Brothers. The crowd goes wild! I raise my hand and tell her I have never heard a Jonas Brothers song. She looks at me with her mouth wide open. She then tells me to go to the top of the "stadium" (which is funny because it is no bigger than a high school football stadium). I go to the top and she starts playing the saxophone. Next thing I know, Taylor Swift is throwing the instrument at me to catch as she yells, "Take that, Joe Jonas!" I catch it, but suddenly there are pieces of saxophone all around. I try to gather them all up. Next thing I know, there is a large bus in the middle of the venue and Taylor is getting on bawling that this is the best show she has ever had and everyone was so wonderful (I, of course, am thinking, "Why is she sobbing if this is the best show ever? She looks distraught.") Her mom walks by me and I give her the pieces of the saxophone and ask her how her daughter is doing. She says she is having a hard time getting over said Jonas brother and that she will eventually be fine. I turn around, because now we are in a neighborhood and, as the bus begins to pull away, there are army tanks driving down the street. I find this odd because, I mean, isn't she just 18 or something, and can't possibly hold the kind of popularity as say, Obama? Anyway, I watch the tanks and then there is screaming, horrible screaming that seems to get louder and louder. Then I realize it's not really in my dream, it is in my house...

Bo woke up screaming last night... twice. She keeps waking up telling me she has peed the bed, even though she is wearing a diaper. I realized this morning that might be a good thing because she is starting to wake up when she pees. Of course, this would be helpful before, but what can you do? Boo woke up crying once (I went to get her and she was standing at the door and it freaked me out so much that I screamed), but also had me wake up to take her to the bathroom. iLyn has a cold and woke up several times crying in the night as well. Least to say, we didn't get much sleep last night. My poor husband said he had about 45 minute intervals of sleep (plus the fact that we didn't go to bed until late. We were watching a human version of Mr. Toad on PBS. It was great).

It is a rare occurrence when our oldest child goes through the night without having a bad dream. It breaks my heart because I know there isn't a whole lot I can do about it. She wakes up sobbing, just like I used to do. She wakes me up to take her to the bathroom, just like I used to do (sorry, Mom. I realize how difficult that must have been for you, especially since I did it until I was almost nine, I think). I try to comfort her as much as possible, but she keeps having all of these bad dreams about me dying, just like I used to do. I feel so bad for her because it doesn't allow her to have a great rest when she keeps waking up. One night she woke up four times. It was crazy. I thought I was going to lose my mind. Now Bo seems to be doing the same things. I ended up sleeping with them last night because Bo wouldn't let me leave without her screaming and crying. It is frustrating, exhausting, and heartbreaking. All I want Santa to bring me for Christmas is some good dreams for my girls and some good night rests. Maybe I should write to Taylor Swift. She seemed to like me in my dream. Maybe she can answer all of my problems... or throw saxophones at me. At least it takes my mind off the fact that I am basically sleepwalking today!