last night

last night i had one of the most frightening moments in my life. we put brooklin to bed at about 8:45. scott and i hit the sack around 10. i usually take a while to fall asleep while scott is usually dead to the world the minute his head hits the pillow. after about 15 minutes i was starting to doze off when i heard a thud sound coming from down the hallway. scott, of course, heard nothing but i got up to check anyway. earlier this evening we were talking about kids falling out of cribs and for some reason that's what was running through my mind at this moment, even though brooklin is not able to pull herself up to things yet. i got into her room and there she was, sound asleep in her crib. as i walked back to our room i told myself i was being silly and paranoid. i can be a very paranoid person sometimes. i got back into bed, waking scott back up to let him know that it must have just been the neighbors or something. i was just about back to sleep when at 10:30 brooklin just started screaming. i mean seriously screaming like i've never heard before. scott jumped out of bed and ran down the hallway to her room. he was sure he was going to find her on the floor, but she was in her crib, just crying hysterically. i could hear him trying to calm her down, but she wasn't at all. i got up and went to see what was going on. scott was holding her, trying to console her and she just was not having it. i noticed that her eyes were shut really tight. she wasn't awake! i told scott this and he tried everything he could to wake her up. he was jumping up and down with her, yelling her name, i even tried peeling her eyes open. nothing. i took her from him and tried to rock with her in the rocking chair and singing a primary song, but she just wouldn't calm down. scott went into the kitchen and made her a bottle. i gave her the bottle and she ate it and calmed down. she was opening her eyes, but she wouldn't look at me and she wasn't really looking at anything. she just had a glazed over look. i could tell she still wasn't coherent. scott was in the kitchen while i was feeding her. we were both really scared and didn't have any idea what was going on. when she finished her bottle i gave her her pacifier and she remained calm, but she still wasn't awake. i rocked with her for a while until scott came back in the room. he put his hand on her head and she opened her eyes, but this time she was really awake. she was looking around like she had no idea what was going on and probably wondering why i was holding her in the middle of the night. scott held her for a while and then put her back in her crib and she went right to sleep. i went into the bathroom and cried. i had no idea what was going on or what i should do. i felt totally helpless. i really didn't want to go back to sleep. was she having a night terror? i've read a little about night terrors, and it sure seemed like that's what was going on, but i thought that kids didn't get them until they were preschool age. i just don't understand why she wouldn't wake up. that was something that i hope we'll never have to experience again.