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Young parents observed their eldest son going into his younger brothers room each morning!
The boy shook his head, his small face tightening. “No, Mom. You don’t understand. It feels real. They tell me I’m the only one who can stop it.” Tears welled in his eyes as he clutched his brother closer. “I don’t want him to be gone when I wake up.”
The mother’s heart broke at the sight. She pulled both boys into her arms, whispering, “You’re a good big brother. The best. But you don’t have to carry this alone. We’ll figure it out together.”
Still, they knew words alone might not erase the fear. So, they decided to give him something tangible — a role in his baby brother’s care. He helped with diaper changes, fetched bottles, and sang to the baby during nap time. Each small act gave him a sense of purpose, replacing helplessness with love.
To ease the nights, they placed a soft nightlight in his room — a gentle glow that painted the walls in gold instead of shadow. The first few nights, he still crept into the nursery, checking to make sure the baby was breathing. But the visits grew shorter, then less frequent, as the reassurance of safety began to settle in.