So, So, Wrong!

Sometimes when I think I am so right, I am so, so wrong!

In mid-March, on a Sunday, my youngest son Rory and his bride Maureen came over for dinner. We had a delightful time. Nothing special, the usual fun family time we always have.

On Tuesday night that same week I had a dream. I woke up on Wednesday morning and remembered everything, well all but the name. This dream was so real that my senses where ultra heightened. I could actually feel and smell in my sleep.

I dreamt that on Sunday at dinner Maureen was not pregnant but on Tuesday evening she delivered a full term baby girl. It was so real that I could feel my new granddaughter and I could smell her too. You know that new baby girl smell. Sweet and delicious. When I woke up in the morning I was elated for about 10 seconds. When I found out that my granddaughter was not yet born I was so disappointed. I couldn't wait to call my son and daughter in law to tell them about my "most perfect" dream.

As I finished explaining my starry night story there was complete silence. Maureen said, "How real was it?" I said, "So real that I could feel her, I could smell her!" Days went by and I thought nothing more about it.

A week later we here at the Boston Ballet Ball. Maureen was wearing the most gorgeous gown and I commented on how beautiful it was. She mentioned it was a knock off of a famous gown that Jennifer Lopez had worn to the academy awards 2 years prior. I asked, "Oh, when she was pregnant?" Silence from my daughter in law. I looked at her and very slowly whispered, "Are you pregnant?" She nodded, yes.

I was convinced with every bone in my body and every penny in my bank that for sure she was having a girl. I went so far is to buy a little dress for an Easter present for my soon to be girly, girl granddaughter. A token of my confidence. I started making a pink mohair scarf, I planned a pink shower, I bought TONS of pink yarn to make a pink baby blanket with pink cables and a matching pink cable sweater. I even bought my daughter in law a Pandora bracelet with all pink charms on it, one even being a little girl.

I told everyone about my dream. I mean everyone that had an ear. I sent some female family names to my son on Monday of this week because on Tuesday they were hearing from the doctor as to what the sex was. I told my son that if the doctor says it is a boy tell him to look again! No boys names even came to mind.

On Tuesday afternoon my son called me to thank me for the family names I had sent him. He added, "Sorry, mom but they won't work. We are having a boy and the doctor said the little guy isn't being shy about it!" I was speechless. I thought my son was teasing me. He would do that. How could my dream be so real and not be real? I was sure my little granddaughter was coming to introduce herself to me via my deep sleep. Not the case at all.

As days have gone by I have left pink behind me. I am over the moon for blue and I am so excited to welcome our new grandson due to enter our world in November. Congratulations to Rory and Maureen!

Of course, I went straight to Seed Stitch Fine Yarn to buy new yarns for Maureen's baby boy palette.

There are the colors Maureen and Rory chose for baby boy Fitz-Gerald