I had a bad dream

06 Sep

Finding it hard to edit posts on the iPad, I will persevere nonetheless.

Typing my last post, I was interrupted by the sound of Otto crying. When I went in to soothe her, she said she had had a bad dream.

“What was it about?” I asked.
“I dreamed that you had died, mummy.”

We checked. Definitely wrong. Phew.

Cuddles ensued. I wouldn’t be at all surprised to get a little sleepover guest later tonight.

It doesn’t seem to have been something she read or saw at worldcon, just a normal overtired dream. What is exciting, though, is that this is the first time that she’s been able to articulate the bad dream to us.

We focus so much on the communication that Otto has trouble with, especially where it interferes with things she could otherwise have been enjoying – it’s exciting to see her making genuine progress with the difficult stuff too.

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Posted by on September 6, 2010 in children


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