Date: Mon, 8 May 2000 01:46:24 -0700 (PDT)
To: stories@ghosts.org
yourname Pamela Spencer
email pamela_sue_spencer@hotmail.com
Location: indeterminate
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If you had told me that dreams can come true, I would have thought you were deceiving yourself, until this......
After my husband and I were married, we tried to have children. My first pregnancy, we called everyone we knew and bought all the furniture, toys, clothes, etc.. I could possibly want. I lost the baby at only 1 and 1/2 months. So, we quickly tried again. Lost again, and again,.......
After 4 pregnancies, I quit telling people I was pregnant. Anyway, after 8 pregnancies, I went to a specialist. He told me I had a chormosome translocation, which should have meant a 50/50 chance of having a baby. Well, 8 of 8 is 100% negative.
We were signing up for adoption. We had the interviews, house check, references checked, etc.. To get to the point, I got pregnant, my 9th pregnancy.
To my surprise, it kept going. On my 6th month visit to my Doctor, he was so happy. I thought I was home free instead he told me I now had a 50% chance of making full-term. I went home and cried for hours. 50% chance what a crock, that is like the chance a coin will end up heads. I was distraught for a couple weeks. I was starting to give up hope of ever having go get my child, naturally.
2 weeks later, I went to sleep teary eyed as normal. I woke up gently in the middle of the night. I looked around and the room was pitch dark. Then I heard the sweetest voice say, "Mommy, don't worry, you'll be able to have me". I scratched my nails on my arm because I thought I must be dreaming, but I wasn't.
When I was 8 months pregnant, I had a dream. In the dream, I could see my pregnant stomach. Then a baby's face pressed up against the inside. I could see a smiling baby with blond hair, round face and adorable smile.
When my son finally did arrive, he was 2 weeks late. He had brown hair, thin face and no one had told my babies don't smile until age 2 months. So, I figured so much for that dream. But later....
Time went by, he was 5 months old, when I picked him up and we were laughing and I had a startle -- there was the baby in by dreams to a T. His hair had gradually gone blond, he had gained weight giving him the round face and had the adorable smile. Some dreams do come true.
Obiwan notes: This is a very sweet story. Can a mother predict what her child will look like? Perhaps she can.