"Herdle! (as he affectionately calls me) I just had the craziest dream!"
It took me a minute to gather my thoughts, but as soon as I did I thought... "no way! He had a dream about Arthur too!"
He shared his dream with me and I shared mine with him. We talked about how cool it was that we were both dreaming about our boy at the same time.
This is only the second dream I've had about our little one. The first one was the morning of December 1st. I dreamed about his birth and woke up wondering if maybe he really was born that day.
This time we were in a dark garage or warehouse. Looking around the room I saw all of our friends and family excited and ready meet our son. Then I saw Aaron holding little Arthur, making his way to me. I reached out to grab him and brought him close only to discover that he was burning hot with a fever. I looked up and this time saw the faces of scary men all over the room. I turned to Aaron and tried to signal to him that something was wrong and we needed to get out of there ASAP. We started to make our way out and one by one our family and friends fought off these men until we were out the door. safe. and finally a family.
As we get closer to meeting our son we feel the support of our community and know that people are fighting for us and praying for us daily as we walk through this process. Thank you for loving our almost family!
oh! and Friday we moved up another spot! #5... for real this time!