I’ve always had some pretty bizarre dreams. I’ve heard people say that dreams are a reflection of things that are going on in your life. Sometimes I’ve had to question that because some of my dreams can be pretty weird, sometimes full of color and imagination – which can be very fun, and other times they’re just downright laughable from how bizarre they are because I can’t seem to find any correlation between the dreams and my life.

Well last night was the second time I had this dream since having Celeste. In my dream I’m at home alone with Celeste when suddenly we start to have a major earthquake, everything is shaking uncontrollably and, unlike the first time I had this dream, things started to collapse and fall all around us. The first thing I do is grab Celeste, and then (this is very unlike most of my other dreams) I went into safety mode, trying to grab what I needed in order for her to survive in case we couldn’t be reached or get help right away. I thought of her diaper bag, warm clothes, and then I thought of grabbing our dog Biggie, and then suddenly she wasn’t in my arms anymore and I started to panic and yell “my baby, where’s my baby” and looking around for her, and as I felt tears start to build and my chest tighten I started to drift out of my dream. As I was laying there somewhere between my dream and reality I began going through a list in my head of the things we need to do and have prepared in case something happens, items that we need to make sure to have available within reach should we go through some sort of natural disaster.

What’s interesting about this particular dream is that usually in all the other bad dreams I’ve had, whenever I’m in danger, I can’t seem to find a way out, like if I’m being followed or chased by an unknown person, I can’t seem to find my voice or the ability to scream or defend myself. Usually I wake up startled or I’m making such a fuss that my husband soothes me awake. My husband on the other hand, it’s amazing to me how practical he is in the dreams he’s shared with me. I listen in awe as he shares the clever way he got out of a dangerous situation in his dream and I wonder…hey why can’t I come up with that in my dreams?! Yet in my dream with Celeste, I do become that practical find-a-solution person and I think and react so quickly. It’s interesting.

Needless to say I woke up a little restless from that dream and on my mind right now is the fact that we really do need a plan. You know, just in case. I’d love to know if you have a plan or like us, just haven’t really thought about it.