Weird dreams or throughts

[rakkoon]

I want to know if this is normal or not.
Since my son was born I've had aweful thoughts of someone kidnapping him. When he was a newborn I had a hard time letting my husband take my son up or down the stairs in our home b/c I could almost imagine him falling or tripping with my son in his arms. Or even accidents happening.
Last night I had a dream that my husband and I were in our kitchen, (from the kitchen I can see the top part of my stairs) I saw my 10 mo son on the outside of the stairs (we have a baby gate in place always). He had climbed them all the way up. In my dream I called out for my husband to get him just then my son (I think) tryed to go back down. In the process he lost his footing and fell head first on the floor. Then I woke up with my heart pounding, it felt so real.
Its almost funny but, since my son sleeps with us (we have the bed pushed against the wall) I try not to have him in between us b/c I fear my husband might role over on him (he is very careful not to). For some reason everytime my husband moves I think its my son and I wake up to stop him b/c I think its my son falling off the bed.
Am I going nuts? I don't have any thoughts of hurting him at all.

 

[katelyn]

No, I don't think you are nuts. I've had problems with disturbing dreams myself. I've found that if I pray for protection from those thoughts, then I don't have those types of dreams as much. Also just trying to trust those you care about to God and remembering verses like Jer. 29:11 can help. It can be easy to let worry about what might happen overtake us, but God does not want us to live our lives in fear.

 

[Princessperky]

As your Son grows, and DOES fall you might start to realize that God made him a lot more sturdy than you think, I still don't want my DCs hurt in anyway, but I have discovered from countless falls off of whatever they can climb onto, that they will mostly get right back up, with the occasional kiss needed in between attempts.

I still do worry, but the more I notice how strong, and how competant God made kids (DD was more cautious than DS) I notice that all the worry in the world isn't going to stop the booboos, and might harm my DC in the long run (If mom is afraid of a mere slide, how can I trust her to know the real fear of a drug?).

Course that doesn't keep my heart from pounding when DS leaps into the deep end of the pool (he can tread water, but still, he is only 3!)