She had dark, warm skin and big beautiful eyes, although she was frail and tiny. She was shy but loved her mama. Once our eyes met she had no interest in what was around her, only in me. When I held her tight I felt a closeness, one like I have never known. We wanted desperately to get her home, to our home where she would be forever. She loved her daddy.
This is all from my dream two nights ago. I woke up more sad than I have in a long time. This dream encounter seemed so real. It was our child. I could touch and feel her. Yet I do not even know Little R.
It.
Was.
Weird.
The longing I felt when I woke up was so odd. And it only made me want to know Little R more. And let's be honest, the dream encounter was pretty idealistic and not filled with any possible negatives, but it seemed so real, even after I woke up.
I am not sure if this happens when you are pregnant. I would imagine it does since it is all you can think about, even though you try not to. But let me tell you, that certainly does not help with the waiting.
#weirdthingshappenwhenwaitingtoadopt
Maybe this was God's way of beginning to prepare me, maybe a match will be soon and maybe Little R is a girl. Maybe Little R was born or had a significant life change yesterday and that is why I dreamed of her. Maybe soon that dream will be real life.
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