Strangely, I hadn't remembered many dreams since I lost my hubby several months ago. A couple weeks ago, though, I started remembering my dreams and they've often been about my "yet to be born" daughter.
The dreams have been about this female child at varying ages calling me Mom, asking me to make her chicken noodles and dumplings, playing with her in the snow with my black lab, nursing, me being so very tired, arguing with me about TV and clothes, praying, laughing and doing homework at the kitchen table... just snippets from "home life"
In these dreams, she even has a name - a name that I wouldn't have picked. But now I know that when (if?) I have a daughter, this dream name will be her name.
The dreams have been just lovely and have eased my worries/fears about adopting these precious embryos and planning to bea single mom. The transfer is scheduled for the last week in April...
My heart is filled with awe and beautiful, peaceful hope that these dreams of life and love might actually come true... be true.
|This message has been edited by CrazyLady42 on Mar 25, 2012 12:04 PM|