I had the CRAZIEST dream last night. It must have been induced from all the sugar and Pepsi I consumed from my spring break slumber party with Caylee and lack of sleep. I woke up at 4:45am to Colt’s alarm going off for the gym. I knew that since I had Caylee sleeping on the couch that I would not be working out until later in the day. I rolled over and gave Colt a squeeze knowing he would have to get himself up to go and quickly fell back to sleep.
During that last hour and a half of slumber I had the most vivid and lively dream of being in labor. The dream started with me in a large house set up as a birthing center. There were so many rooms and multiple areas. Some areas looked like a hospital and some looked like a normal house. I remember the pain of labor and walking through the house. As I walked through each room people (mostly from my past) would appear. They would tell me that they couldn’t miss the birth of my baby and that they would be waiting for me when he arrived. I remember thinking it was so strange that they would be there (some of the people I hadn’t seen or talked to in years) but as I walked the labor pains would get deeper and deeper causing me to have to stop, fall to knees and push. Every time this would happen a doctor (whom I don’t know) and Colt would be by my side. Colt would be rubbing my back with the doctor standing by. I would be talking out loud and rubbing my belly saying things like “come on come out” “why are you being so stubborn” “just come out of there” after pushing for what seemed like forever I would go back to walking (always walking into the same room with my sister sleeping on the couch).
I remember trying to wake my sister to tell her that the baby was coming and that she needed to wake up. She would then roll over and tell me that the baby was never coming out. I remember feeling so frustrated and scared thinking she may actually be right. I asked my friend Kristen (who would appear in and out as I walked into rooms) why he wouldn’t just come out. She would then fight with me that the baby was a girl not a boy (in the dream I knew it was a boy and was already using his name to talk to him) I would then continue walking until another labor pain would hit and I would again be on my knees pushing and having Colt rub my back and the doctor “standing by…”
I woke up again at 6:15am in the middle of a “push” as I heard Colt pulling in from the gym. I quickly sat up feeling extremely weird and foggy. I grabbed for my stomach and quickly realized it had only been a dream (a very real and life like dream). I just sat there feeling weirder than ever as Colt rushed in the bedroom excitingly asking me if I had ever heard the song “something more” by Sugarland. I quickly stopped him and told him that I just awoke from a dream where I was in labor with our son. He stopped as a smile quickly crossed his face and said a boy really! He then insisted that I listen to the song because he was certain that every single word had been written just for me. I smiled as I laid back down and let the words distract me from my slumber.
…The Lyrics…
Monday, hard to wake up
Fill my coffee cup, I’m out the door
Yeah, the freeway’s standing still today
It’s gonna make me late, and that’s for sure
I’m running out of gas and out of time
Never gonna make it there by nine
[Chorus:]
There’s gotta be something more
Gotta be more than this
I need a little less hard time
I need a little more bliss
I’m gonna take my chances
Taking a chance I might
Find what I’m looking for
There’s gotta be something more
Five years and there’s no doubt
That I’m burnt out, I’ve had enough
So now boss man, here’s my two weeks
I’ll make it short and sweet, so listen up
I could work my life away, but why?
I got things to do before I die
[Repeat Chorus]
Some believe in destiny, and some believe in fate
I believe that happiness is something we create
You best believe that I’m not gonna wait
‘Cause there’s gotta be something more
I get home 7:30, the house is dirty but it can wait
Yeah, ’cause right now I need some downtime
To drink some red wine and celebrate
Yeah, Armageddon could be knocking at my door
But I ain’t gonna answer that’s for sure
There’s gotta be something more
Gotta be more than this
I need a little less hard time
I need a little more bliss
I’m gonna take my chances
Taking a chance I might
Find what I’m looking for
There’s gotta be something more…
As the song comes to an end I am covered in goose bumps and feelings of gratitude. Seeing Colt so excited with his big smile just makes life that much more enjoyable. I roll over and text my Mom telling her about my dream and asking her to look up the meaning in her dream book. She texted me back shortly after telling me that labor in a dream means you are preparing for or laying down the ground work for a new beginning, a new creation, the start of something new or a new phase in your life. The actual “labor” is the growing pains in your life process. I smiled as I read the text prepared to start my day and thinking it couldn’t have been more on point.
Below is the you tube video of the song by Sugarland should you want to listen …and I hope you do.
Until next time stay focused, stay inspired, keep dreaming and remember that you too are the creator of your own happiness…
Chasing the Maui Son ✨ 