S.J.
If I laid on my stomach, butt in air, (think child's pose in yoga) and shook my butt back and forth, the monsters would leave me alone. Wow - I just admitted that.
As I sat here and thought back to when I was little and didn't want to get up to go potty some nights vs. others I started to remember silly reasons why. Back then when I was 4, 5, 6, etc. they weren't so silly.
I had it stuck in my head that monsters were under my bed so I couldn't get out of bed at night to go potty. To fix this problem my parents took my bed and made it so I could jump from my bed into the hall way avoiding all monsters. LOL
So what silly things did you believe in when you were little and did your parents try to help you with them. If so, what did they do?
If I laid on my stomach, butt in air, (think child's pose in yoga) and shook my butt back and forth, the monsters would leave me alone. Wow - I just admitted that.
I thought if I walked to the bathroom, kiddy corner to my room, a monster would snatch me into the darkness. I would hold it and actually ball my blanket up around my head with a little hole for breathing haha... I pretended I was a wolf in a den. My parents didn't do anything to console me, they told me to suck it up. I think that went on for a couple years before I would finally dash to the bathroom and dash back.
Oh yeah, I too had to jump from my bed into the doorway of the room so that the "under the bed monsters" couldn't grab me :-)
I didn't believe it to be true but I used to like to pretend that my bed was a floating island. I had to make sure that my body parts and those of my stuffed animals stayed on the bed, never hanging over, otherwise the sharks would get us. If I did have to leave my bed for some reason I had to "swim" very quickly to my door and dash out. I am not sure if I ever told my parents about the sharks since it wasn't something that was a bad kind of scary to me. If I did tell them they never did anything about it.
Well mine wasn't so much about bedwetting but I too, was scared of monsters under the bed. I always made sure that my feet, hands or anything else wasn't hanging off the side of the bed because I thought they would grab whatever was hanging and drag me under. To this day, I don't feel right having a foot or anything else hang off of the bed. Not that I believe in the "monsters" anymore but that I'm not comfortable. Haha....