Last night I had a dream that we got our referral. She was 15 months and so beautiful. I dreamt that Lisa handed me the baby and we were already in Ethiopia. It was a magical moment; both Dylan and Colton were with Lance and I.
Since today is that time of month when I have lance call our coordinator and check-in; I called him early (before rounds) to remind him to call her and wish him a good morning. I also reported my dream to him.
He called her and she told him that maybe there was something to my dream...that we should be hearing good news sometime early next week! What does that mean? I want to get excited, but I don't want to get my hopes up and then let down. She said that she is going to receive a package in the mail from Ethiopia tomorrow, but that she needs time to go through it and will let us know at the beginning of next week, the contents of the package. I wish I was home and not here in Evanston right now. I wish I was with my family and friends. Although, I do love the time I am spending here at the hospital and with Emma.
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