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Dreams are odd things.

Last night I had my first adoption dream. I've had quite a few pregnancy dreams in the past, but never an adoption dream. What struck me funny though, was it was not an international adoption. In my dream I met a young lady, maybe in her early 20's, who had recently learned she was pregnant and asked if we would consider raising her child. Of course, as dreams go, not everything was clear. I think at one point of time I was "in the body" of the girl that was pregnant and thinking about giving her child up for adoption. I was also "myself" and a wide range of emotions plagued me, even in my dream. 

Why do you think I had a dream about domestic adoption? And why is it that I haven't dreamed about adoption up until this point? 

Dreams are odd things. 

On a bigger picture, I've been daydreaming about our time when Little C comes home. I was thinking about next Christmas and how maybe we could have the work party at our home, and then I remembered there will be another little one at home that may not be so keen on a big group of people coming over. Life will be quite different that first year with him home. As much as we are trying to learn about the attachment process and everything else with adoption of an older child, I have a feeling we still have NO IDEA what to expect. Therefore, the daydreams are starting to fly...

Dreams of everything that could go right.
Dreams of everything that could go wrong.

Dreams are odd things.

One dream I won't have to worry about.... dreaming of a white Christmas!!!! It is soooo cold here lately and we have a ton of snow. I absolutely love that Christmas will look so beautiful (I absolutely dislike the brown grass) - however, I could do without the poor travel conditions. And oh, have I mentioned how much I dislike being cold! oh well. I'm still happy that I don't have to dream about a White Christmas, because there is no way this snow is melting before next Wednesday.

Dreams are odd things.

What are you dreaming about?? ? 

In Christ,


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