Further proof that it's not just me that's having dreams about this baby.
Randomly, the other day Lily recalls her dream from the night before:
"Mom! I just remembered my dream and it was about the baby. It was an African-American boy! And he was wearing a blue shirt and overalls."
I respond with, "Well, I don't think that will happen unless we adopt one day and I'm pretty sure that I will never actually give birth to an African-American baby."
She replies, sounding quite disappointed, "AWWW...But he was SO CUTE!"
Another reminder that no matter what God provides for us, we sure are gonna love this baby an awful lot. (Secretly, I think it's a girl and I still think she's going to be SO CUTE too)