I've been dreaming about you lately. Last week, I dreamed that I was hugely pregnant, awaiting your arrival any day. The excitement I felt throughout the dream was enough to last through the bleary- eyed dreariness even once I awoke. Last night I once again had a dream that I was pregnant. This time I had just taken the test and started crying as I looked down at the little lines confirming that I was indeed with child. I was so happy and so scared that it was wrong and I would just be getting my hopes up. As the dream went on, the fear turned to excitement and I spent the rest of the dream planning fun ways to tell Chris. Waking up from both of these dreams was bittersweet. This morning I had a smile on my face as I realized how very like me the last dream was. From the fear and unbelief to the excitement and wanting to surprise Chris.
Oh Baby C, I can't wait for these dreams to become reality. Your dad and I have both been to the doctor now. There's nothing major holding us back from conceiving. I have hope that it's only a matter of time before I hear your heartbeat and feel you growing inside of me. I know these dreams are a sort of wish fulfillment stemming from the desire in my heart. But I also know that we serve an amazing God who wants those things for us when we are seeking His plan and purpose. I know that God has a reason for this trial and time of waiting. I am learning to lean more on God when I feel broken. I am learning patience. And I am sure I will appreciate it more when it does happen.