Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dreams. Show all posts

Thursday, March 14, 2013

A coffee date

I've seen this blog post idea on several blogs (i think it originated here) and I always really enjoy reading them, so here goes my version:


If we had a coffee date...


I would welcome you into our little maisonette apartment (an apartment with two floors) and it would smell of freshly baked oatmeal muffins and coffee. 

Micha would be playing on the rug in our living room or in his playpen with a dozen of his toys scattered around him, and probably getting cranky because it's nap time.




I'd offer you a cup of coffee and probably apologize that it's not as good as the stuff I'd fix you at the espresso bar I work at. But it's not about the coffee now, it's about conversation and company on this oddly cold March morning.

I would bring Micha upstairs for his nap and meanwhile you could sneak a peek around the apartment to satisfy your curious nature (what? that's just something I would do?).

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We would sip our coffee and I would ask you how you're doing? How is life treating you?

I would tell you that I'm  really enjoying this season in life. Yes, there are sleepless nights and normal day-to-day worries. But life is good.

If you're a fellow mommy we would chat about our babies and I would share with you that Micha is showing less interest in nursing and that it's making me feel a little unnecessary and insecure. I'm not ready for him to wean yet and that I'm hoping that this is just phase he's going through.

I would ask you how you're doing it with your baby, and maybe feel a little pang of jealousy if you'd tell me that things are going super smooth.   
(just keeping it real :) )

I would mention that I feel that being a mama is such a blessing but also such a lesson in humility and selflessness, and that it's kinda hard sometimes.

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Meanwhile our coffee would be getting cold in our mugs and I'd fetch us some more, and bring some muffins along while I'm at it.

We'd munch away at our muffins and enjoy the sun shining through the living room window.

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I'd tell you that I sometimes feel a bit insecure that I don't have a 'real' job, but that I don't regret my choice to be a stay-at-home mama. Yes, lately it's been a little tight financially, but I would tell you that I believe that God provides for us. I don't mind having a tighter budget for the time being if it means that I can be at home with my baby. 
He'll only be a baby once, and I wouldn't want to miss it for the world!

I would share that having a tighter budget is forcing me to be more creative and that I've found a new hobby in thrifting and restyling clothes.

I would ask you what your passion is and what your dreams are?

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We would chat away the morning and finally we would hear Micha waking from his nap.

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I would share with you that I really appreciate having a friend like you, and that it's been a while since I've invested in a friendship. 

I would tell you that I really enjoyed our little coffee date and that we should do it again soon. 



Love, Maria



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Friday, February 1, 2013

His name

- this week it's all about Micha, who's 6 months old, hurray! -

I've always seen myself as a girls mama. 
Whenever I imagined life with a baby it would be with a little girl. 
She'd have my blue eyes and fair skin and her papa's dark brown, almost black, hair. 
I would dress her up in the cutest little dresses. 
Her name would be beautiful and feminine and sophisticated. 
I couldn't wait for her to happen.

We waited and prayed and went to hospitals and clinics for almost four years, and then, on a November day in 2011, it finally happened. We were expecting a baby.

But from the very first moment I had a feeling, you can call it a mothers instinct or just a guess, but I knew with my whole being that I wasn't carrying a baby girl.

This baby would not be a daughter but our son, and I was so excited.
All the dreams of pink and ruffles were swept aside and in their place came thoughts and visions of our son.

And his name would be Micha.

We agreed on that almost instantly. 
It was like we didn't even have a choice, 
that was his name, and that's what we would call him.

His name means 'Who is like God?' And it is so right and fitting for our situation. 

The doctors and specialists could only do so much to help us conceive a child, and we are so grateful for their knowledge and help, but they couldn't give us life. 

Only God could give us what we longed for, and he did. There is none like Him!


We experienced first hand how great and powerful our God is.


My prayer for Micha is that he may experience it in his life as well. I pray that his name will not only be just that, a name, but will be a constant reminder to him and to us that he has a great God who loves him so much!




And that little girl? She's so very welcome, if and whenever she decides to come. And her name will have a great meaning as well. I'm sure of that!



Love, Maria


p.s. If you have kids, what are their names? Do they have a special meaning?



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Thursday, January 10, 2013

A dream


I have a dream, 

I hope that,  if I expose him enough to baking and cooking,  Micha will one day become a great chef and have his very own restaurant and I'll have all the free haute-cuisine food in the world! Awesome huh?

Dream big or go home, I say!


Exposing him! You can't start young enough, right? 


Just kidding, he may do whatever he wants to do!

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But seriously,  that dream is something I would love to come true for myself. Maybe not the whole haute cuisine chef part of it, but if I could and if I dared to, I would love to own a little baking business or maybe in the long run a quaint little breakfast place. 
Somewhere people could come and eat a delicious home cooked breakfast, have a good cup of coffee, read a good book and feel at home.

But somehow I just don't believe it will ever happen. I make excuses...

'We don't have the money', 

'I don't have the skills', 

'I don't have the time', 

'No one wants this',

'What if it doesn't work out?', 

'I'm not good enough'

These thoughts are holding me back, and the worst part is that a lot of them are true.
We have so much debt from student loans for a study I didn't even manage to finish. So how could I spend even more money investing in a business I'm not even sure will work out?



I heard this question a little while ago and it really made me think.

Wouldn't that be awesome, knowing that the things you set out to do will succeed?
I would attempt to do so much more than I'm doing now! Doesn't that say something?

Maybe I should live my life with a lot more trust and courage, because if I never try, I'll never succeed, right?

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And doesn't the Bible even say something about doing things and succeeding?


I wasn't planning to make any New Years resolutions, but I guess I'll have one for this year.

To stop dreaming and start trying!




Love, Maria




p.s. what would you attempt if you knew you couldn't fail?