Have you ever had one of those dreams that wakes you up with a "whew"!?
You wake up and immediately think Whoo Hoo...thank the Lord that wasn't real.
That happened to me this morning, but I just can't seem to get past it. It has been bugging me all day long. I am wondering how I could dream something so weird and scary.
I dreamt that I was floating the Guadalupe river with Layla. That in itself to me is weird. Who floats in an inner tube with their four year old? Not me. The river isn't a place I plan to take my children. We were floating on ice chest lids. Not on the inner tubes normally used. Yep...strange.
The river was really low, and we had to get up and walk for a bit. Layla started running, and fell off the pathway down into a pool of river water surrounded by rocks. I was freaking out!!! She came up from going under water and was crying and had the look of pain in her eyes! That is my girl...I had to jump in to save her. BUT the water wasn't very deep. What if I jumped and broke my legs? Ughhh!
So, I jumped and that is when I woke up.
I am messed up today thinking about this crazy dream.
Ughhh...I have to get this out of my head.
Why do we have to have dreams that scare us? Why can't they all be good?
I want to take a nap, but then will I dream the same thing? Yuck!
Oh, but I can't take a nap because a little boy I know won't stay in his bed.
I know he is very sleepy and needs a nap. But no...he wants me to go nuts.
At least I won't have bad dreams if I don't sleep!