Dreams Do Come True

Because it wasn’t commonplace in the 80's to have an ultrasound when you were pregnant, I had no idea if I was carrying a boy or a girl. It was no secret that I dreamed of having a blond-haired blue-eyed baby girl, but no one knew how scared I was that my dream wouldn't come true.

It’s not something I’m proud of, but my fear was I wouldn’t be able to love a baby boy. I carried my deep dark secret the entire pregnancy as I did everything possible to prepare for the birth of a boy. His name was to be Daivid. We painted the nursery a pale yellow and I knitted an aqua sweater and bonnet to take him home from the hospital.

Forty-six years later, I can close my eyes and still hear the doctor say, “Congratulations, you have a daughter.” My dream came true at 2:34 PM when Cassandra was born.