My dream come true.

When I was pregnant we decided to wait to find out what our baby was. I had a few dreams of a baby- it was always a boy and he had fair hair and blue eyes, and he was always a few months old. In one of them he was learning to crawl and I was on the floor with him. Today as I played on the floor with my fair haired blue eyed boy I had the weird feeling I had done this before, and it hit me, I had dreamed it- almost exactly- down to the quilt we were on. It was just like my dream. I picked up my boy in tears and held him tight, he is literally my dream come true.