Strange Happenings

As Scott and I sat at the breakfast table this morning reading our Bibles, he casually asked me if I remembered what I said to him in the middle of the night last night. I did not, and I have not been sleep talking or walking for quite a long time. I attribute that to being a mother, ever aware of any strange noise. So I've been informed that I acted very strangely last night. I grabbed ahold of Scott and told him not to get up, not to worry, and not to look. I proceeded to go all the way around the bed to his side, get down on the floor, and feel between the night stand and the bed. I told him I thought the baby was on the floor. He thought I didn't want him to look at the clock for some reason so he asked me, "Why do you think the baby's on the floor?" Now, this part, I remember because I thought he was mad at me, so I do remember saying, "Well, I just thought she was on the floor. She's not, so it's ok now." He told me maybe I should go look in the crib (so I'd feel better), but I was already in bed and pulling the covers back up. (By the way, Lucy has never slept in our bed ever for any reason because we are two tired people and I don't want to take a chance of her getting smothered or falling off the bed.) So, as I mentioned, I haven't been sleep walking for a long time, and not even talking in my sleep. What brought this on? And after some very brief thoughts, I know why I thought Lucy was on the floor between the table and bed. I had heard two terribly sad accounts of babies who got stuck between a table or couch and the wall and the babies died. I figure that's where this odd idea came from. So throughout my days I will admit, I often pray and thank God for keeping Lucy safe and ask Him to continue to look out for her. As a mother, I seem to see every potential danger, but I do not want to be an overly protective mother. How will my child experience life if I am? So I pray often as well that God will take away my fears, help me to give my worries and cares to Him, and keep me thinking on right things and His truth.

"Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things."~Philippians 4:6-8

I seem to be more fearful since having Lucy, and not just for her well-being but for others too, and find myself claiming this verse every day...

"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."~II Timothy 1:7

So though I can try to have control over my thoughts during the day, what can I do about in my sleep? Does this mean that somewhere in the recesses of mind, in my subconscious, I have fears that have not been addressed or given to my Lord? Is there some area where I am not fully trusting in my God and it is coming out in this fear, in my sleep? I'll be thinking about these things today, searching the Scriptures and praying.