I dreamt of my son while I was prg but not before. I was holding a baby boy with lots of dark hair. When he was about to be born and I was pushing I said to him (not out loud) "I know you're my baby boy". Sure enough a few minutes later, he came out, full head of dark hair, which turned out to be curly and everyone who sees him comments on it! I just had this sense of "yep, there you are, I've known you all along". I had the same sense when my daughter was born, but not as strong.

I cannot explain why but I am certain the baby we lost was a little girl. I feel more convinced of that now than ever.