Shortly after Rob and I were married we were expecting our first child. We had dated for one month, been engaged for three months, and then married for three months at the time... and I was feeling a little anxious. Okay, I was feeling a LOT anxious. I had no doubts about Rob and I's current love for and dedication to each other, but I couldn't stop worrying about what the future might hold and how our marriage would hold up when faced with life's challenges over the years. I was really concerned about this baby's (who turned out to be Charlotte) future. And I was losing sleep over it.
Then one night I had a dream where I saw Rob and I, many years down the road, with a grown daughter and three sons. It was an extremely vivid and calming thought. It was exactly what I needed at the time to chase away my unfounded fears and move on with hope for the future. And I never forgot it.
So fast forward to 3-4 months ago when the doctor in Germany told us that this baby was a girl. I was perplexed. But who am I to argue with the doctor? And also, as Rob pointed out, sometimes a dream is just a dream. And so I thought, well, I guess it just served it's purpose at that time in providing the comfort that I needed to have confidence for the future. End of story, right?
Nope. On Tuesday we had an ultrasound here in Augusta. Before leaving I said to Rob, "I halfway expect to hear that we are having a boy. " And so it was! Our German doctor was definitely mistaken. The ultrasound tech couldn't believe that we thought we were having a girl and made sure to show us the proof that we are having a BOY!
So I guess I will just say to take from this what you will. I'm sure everyone will have their own opinion about what my dream "meant." But to me, it means that Heavenly Father knows me. He offered me support and comfort when I needed it most and continues to remind me of His love and presence in small ways every day. And I am so thankful for his tender care.
PS. He knows and loves you too. ;)