Last night, William had a particularly bad dream. He wanted me to lay with him in his bed but he couldn't go back to sleep. We prayed that he would not feel scared anymore and I told him over and over that he was safe and that Mom and Dad would protect him. He still couldn't sleep and after an hour, I finally brought him to David who snuggled him up and he slept the rest of the night with him.
I woke up to William playing on the floor of our bedroom but rolled over to go back to sleep until I heard Fritz start crying to get out of his crib. William got up and rushed into the bedroom and I heard him say, "It's OK, Fritz! Is something scaring you? Mommy and Daddy will take care of you. I will take care of you too. It's OK, baby." Then, he ran to the bathroom and yelled, "It's OK, Fritz! I'm coming!" as he did his business.
this blog post about what it means to be "a good mom". You should read it because I'm betting you are a good mom and didn't even know it.