My Dream Boy

by mssinglemama on March 24, 2009

Last fall before I rushed out the door to meet Cabin Man

I wrote a post reflecting on Benjamin’s birth.

In it I mentioned a vision of his face I’d had while pregnant:

The dreams intensified in the last few months of my pregnancy and once, in a night dream, I saw his face. He was above me, perhaps I was holding him up in the air, or maybe he was about to jump on me because he was older. His long dark hair surrounded his saucer eyes and his contagious smile. It was him.

This weekend at the park I had just pulled out my camera to take pictures of Benjamin playing with (and eventually tasting) straw.

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And then, as I was crouched down with my camera to get a closer shot, he pounced on me.

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Because I had the camera in one hand I lost my balance and fell into the wood chips. Then I started snapping pictures like crazy because the view was so magnificent.I mean how often do you get to see this?

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And then… there he was.

My dream boy.

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Here… I’ll save you from scrolling up to read that dream description again:

The dreams intensified in the last few months of my pregnancy and once, in a night dream, I saw his face. He was above me, perhaps I was holding him up in the air, or maybe he was about to jump on me because he was older. His long dark hair surrounded his saucer eyes and his contagious smile. It was him. Read the rest of that post here.

I’ll never forget that dream… and this picture is definitely it. And I have a feeling this is going to be a very good year.

P.S.

If you’re a new reader and you’re wondering about Benjamin’s missing teeth catch up here.

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