I haven't written much about Mae Leilani, who turned two last month. Or as she would prefer it, "A pretty pink princess, beautiful butterfly." I like to call her LIMBO, Little Infant Must Be Obeyed. 

She can count to ten on her own. She can see and know the word, 'dog' among others. She has complete conversations with us. Best of all, unlike her big brother, very healthy. Except in one regard, Night Terrors. 

Mae has had night terrors for as long as either Mistress or I can remember. She is almost always asleep but 3-5 times every night she cry's and moans very loudly, as if she is having a nightmare and usually one or two of these times it is a blood curdling scream from a horror movie and she is flailing about. One would think Freddy was in her dreams. 

It is very difficult to calm her down, as she is usually asleep during this but sometimes her eyes are wide open and her face is a fear mask. This used to scare the crap out of us, but we know that she is in no pain, she doesn't recall the episodes, it doesn't affect her very loving, talkative mood during the day. She wakes up happy, happy, happy, signing and humming and playing with her animals and dolls. Giving each family member a hug first thing in the morning. 

It really affects Mistress the most, as she has that bionic mommy hearing who in bed can hear a child breath differently. She bolts out of bed with each night terror just to make sure she doesn't hurt herself. In fact the reason I write this tonight is because she had a particularly bad night terror where she came screaming out of her room. 

Luckily Mistress can fall asleep in seconds so she loses only a 5-10 minutes every couple hours, whereas if I wake up, I am up. For a half the night at least. So Mistress has no expectation that I will assist unless I am already up or it's really bad and she needs help. 

Hopefully more pictures of her will be forthcoming, but to be honest, she hates the camera. She rarely will smile for it as evidenced in the pictures that accompany this post.