Dreams.

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So tell me...How many of you have had some powerful dreams?  Dreams that felt so real when you awoke?  Dreams that left you a little unsettled?

My sleep has been extremely disrupted the past week, so I can't even recall the dreams I've had recently.  But I have definitely had some dreams that have left me unsettled.  I have definitely had dreams that felt extremely real.  Like this one.

When Peter and I first started dating I remember he would come to work in the morning and be mad at me ...he hadn't even given me a chance to DO anything and he was already mad.  I was so confused. And then after much prodding, I realized that he had been having dreams, terrible dreams, dreams that left him unsettled, dreams that felt so real.  All of his dreams centered around the fear of losing me.

Anyhow, a few weeks ago, I woke up from the most unsettling dream.  And I had to tell Peter about it straight away...I had dreamt that I had contracted some type of illness or disease that was extremely contagious and had put me in a coma for months.  Peter greeted me when I awoke from the coma, and I instantly asked for Jack. Where is he?  Bring him to me.  And Peter looked at me with the saddest eyes and had to tell me that while I was in the coma, Jack had died.  I had given him the illness that I had and he had died from it.  UGH...I get teary eyed just thinking about that.  Oh the grief...the sadness.  I went into a dark place...It felt so real.

And then I woke up.

I awoke from the dream so eager to realize that it was just that...a dream.  It was not my reality.   But I was unsettled nonetheless.

And as I was sharing this dream with Peter, he turned to me and said I had a terrible dream last night too.  I dreamt that you met someone else...and that you left me and Jack for this new man.

And although our dreams were different, the foundation of them was the same.  The dreams were driven by our fear, our fear of losing someone, of losing our son, of losing our spouse.

And although the dreams were extremely disturbing and completely unsettling, I found comfort in the knowledge of how far Peter and I have come.  We openly shared our dreams and the fears that were laced within them.  We openly shared the depth of emotions that spewed forth from these dreams and we captured our thoughts and we prayed. And we chose not to listen to the devils falsehoods, but to believe God.  And I have no doubt both of us started off our mornings a little unnerved, but this moment was turned into a beautiful one.

However it did leave me wondering...have I turned my son into an idol?  Have we turned our marriage into an idol? Do we live in the fear of losing one or the other?  Would we be able to stand and move on if we lost our son or our spouse?  Or would that loss break us?  Is our hope solely in those beings or is our hope in the One true being?

These are just a few of the questions I started to ask myself.  It's so easy for me to throw myself fully into my roles of being a mom and being a wife, and it's easy for me to lose sight of my role as a child of God and to live in this place of fear.

But this fear is not from the Lord, this I know, and these dreams served as a beautiful reminder to me that Christ is my lifeline and my hope is in Him. And for this I am thankful!

Blessed,

Malia

Pregnancy Dreams.

Let's just say that the whole crazy dreams during pregnancy is real.  No joke!  If you think that your hormones aren't going to take over your sleep and dream life, then you have another thing coming.  Just embrace it, and write them down because they are FUNNY and they make for a great story at a dinner party or even when baby is older.

I had a dream while pregnant that baby's limbs were coming out of my belly.  His hands came out of my belly and then his legs and then his entire body and I was trying to stuff him back in.  His hands, arms, feet, and legs were massive and his body was teeny tiny, and it was the strangest looking thing.  And he kept resisting me and pushing his parts out and I kept trying to stuff him in...and then I woke up and realized it was all a dream.  Baby was still in the belly and his limbs were nowhere to be seen.

I had another dream where I time traveled - it's a dream, so you can do anything right?  Little did I know I had an interest in time traveling.  But guess where I time traveled to?  Back to when Peter and I met for the first time in Ireland.  And guess what I said to him?  Well I think I started off by saying I had time traveled or something strange like that...but I said, what would you say if I told you we got married?  What would you say if I told you I was pregnant with our baby boy?  And he just kind of stared blankly at me...might have said something like...WHO ARE YOU??

I should say that the crazy drams weren't limited to just me considering Peter had a few interesting ones of his own. However, the only dreams I can actually recall him having are the normal ones of course.

One morning I remember him waking up and saying..."I had a dream about LB last night.  And he was beautiful - everyone kept saying how beautiful he was.  He had olive skin and dark hair."  And let's just say Peter's dream couldn't have been more wrong because LB currently has pale skin and reddish/brownish hair.  Perhaps he was dreaming about our next child??  And then he also had a dream ages ago that LB was really advanced, and that he came out talking with a full set of teeth!

Click here to read a list of crazy pregnancy dreams - you may even find that you aren't the only one having that dream about pink fingernails or red lipstick (this type of dream may determine baby's gender!!).

I would love to hear from you...have you had any prego dreams of your own??

Quote.

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover."

- Mark Twain

Why is it that soo many people speak of exploring...of dreaming...of discovering but they dont actually do it??...is it fear?...is it obligations and responsibilities that hold them back?  What is it that holds you back?