I dreamt I had a baby boy who looked just like DH when he was a baby. He was playing at the top of the stairs and fell down to the bottom where he landed in a box. He was just lovely in my dream and I’m feeling a bit miffed this morning that he’s not about and there’s no babies in my near future.
When DD was a few weeks old I fell down the stairs with her. It was one of the worst moments of my entire life so stairs are often in my dream.