Bad Dreams

This story is part of the Slice of Life Challenge on Two Writing Teachers. 

The call came again…

“Mommy,” his little voice echoing down the hallway to our bedroom. Every night. For well over a month. Waking me from a deep sleep that just could not be returned to.

As I padded down the hallway in the dark, I made my way to the side of his bed. His blue eyes, searching the dark to meet mine.

“Mommy, I had a bad dream.” he said sleepily.

“I know, buddy, it’s ok. I’m here,” I said reassuringly while every inch of my body wanted to say… “EVERYTHING IS FINE. THERE ARE NO MONSTERS. THERE IS NOTHING ON THE FLOOR. GO BACK TO SLEEP.” (I’m a girl that needs her sleep.)

“Let’s try something new,” I said.

“What’s that?” he answered with hope in his little voice.

“Let’s try blowing out your bad dreams.” I suggested.

“What does that mean?” he said.

“Watch,” I answered. I reached down and pressed my mouth to his ear. I blew in and said, “I’m blowing out your bad dreams.”

He looked up at me with a look of confusion, and hope.

I blew in both ears and then he asked, “Can you blow in good dreams now?” with 100% buy in to this new trick.

“Of course I can,” I answered with as much hope as I could muster at 3:00 AM.

I whispered into each ear, ‘good dreams’ and blew once more.

I tucked him in and went back to bed. Praying that this might be the solution.

The next night, my wise young son, looked up at me as I tucked him in and said,

“Mommy, why don’t you blow out my bad dreams now, and blow in good dreams so I won’t have any bad dreams tonight.”

“Wonderful idea, buddy,” and so I did.

And thus began the tradition that continued for years and years.

Through two children.

Until well past the ages of ‘bad dreams’.

That continues today as they approach 13 and 16 when they wake in the night.

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