Dreaming - the sleeping kind - and how they help steer you in the right direction

A few nights ago I had 2 dreams in a row that had to deal with losing something important to me.  The first dream was about losing my cell phone.  I was in an airport and I plugged my phone into one of their free chargers (in a restroom, not sure why it was in a restroom but nothing makes sense in dreams).  I went around the corner to wash my hands.  When I returned to my phone, it was gone.  I began freaking out.  Like most people, EVERYTHING is on my phone.  I have contacts, birthdays, photos, video, calendar notifications, etc.  Luckily EVERYTHING is backed up daily (sometimes hourly) by Google's free cloud services (gotta love Google/Android).  But still, I felt stripped from my stuff.  The phone alone is a $600 phone, not cheap to replace!  Luckily I woke up pretty quickly, saw my phone on my bed side table, took a deep breath and went back to sleep.

My second dream was way worse.  My hubby, Jordan and I were in some huge building.   It was an a old galleria of some sort, kind of like a museum.  But it had been transformed into a shopping and dining structure, as well as a small bed and breakfast on the second floor.  Near the entrance of the bed and breakfast, there is a gift shop, mostly toys and knick knacks like you see in most tourist areas.  We were checking into the B&B and Jordan was playing in the toy section.  I kept my eye on him like a hawk.  he kept going behind this unit that was full of puppets (which he loves).  Clint kept asking where he is, and he was always popping out behind the structure.  Then after a few minutes, he didn't pop out.  I went over there and he was not there.  I began searching for him frantically, but didn't yell out his name (sometimes kids hide more if you scream their names).  I could not find him.  Then i called for him, Clint called for him.  After searching for what seemed an hour, we never found him and we went to the police.  I felt like i would never see him again.  Then i woke up, breathing really hard!  I was exhausted, it was 5am and I had never felt SO GOOD waking up way too early for work.

I looked up what it meant to have something stolen, particularly a cell phone.  It said that something was not going as I had planned.  And then when I looked up the meaning of the second dream, "losing a child", it said that I was losing hope.  A child represents hope in a dream.  so whatever happens to the child is what is happening to your hope.  

I am trying to take this info that my subconscious has given me, and figure out what is going on, and how I need to address it.

Dreams are interesting things.