I had a dream almost three years ago about a baby girl, and that the father was my then on the other side of the world friend Steve. I wrote to him about it, since the dream was so striking and she was just like him- curly dark hair, big sparkling brown eyes, and such a delicious laugh. I forgot about it, our relationship deepened, I moved out here and got pg. A few months ago before we knew the sex I remembered the dream, did some digging and found the letter I'd written him about it. Wouldn't you know I had the dream three years exactly before her due date? I was kind of freaked out by the dates correlation, then a few days later they told us we were having a girl (dh had been certain of a girl all along). If she's born on April 11 and heavily favors her father... well.. I just don't know....

My (estranged) mother has always known what's going on with me before I tell her. Its weird.