I would always have dreams of my child being born, fully developed, but extremely small or premature...but it was fine...and it appeared it would live and never died in my dream.

When my ovaries started acting up and getting my Dr worried, I went back to look up embryo adoption. I thought I was pretty well informed but apparently my dreams just make up their own stories.

In the dream I went in for a transfer but was given a baby in a jar. In order for the baby to gestate, a light had to stay on and warm up the baby like a chick! The lights kept going out in the clinic and so it became a struggle to keep the lights on but my family and the nurse were really good with the help. I think my little chick survived in the end.

I woke up praying that would be one of the few dreams that meant nothing. I have some good ones sometimes that really mean something but that one I pray meant nothing at all.

What triggered it I think is the thought that the child/embryo has nothing of me truly connected to it. I guess in my dreams I thought it might as well come in a jar? I don't know.

After our little girl was stillborn (I am sorry if that's at all sensitive for some), I had dreams about breastfeeding her.  I agree with you, Sam - I think our dreams are a way of giving us what we need.  Those dreams made me feel closer to our little girl, these dreams are really about reassurance that everything will be okay for this one (even the weirdest stuff!).  My husband teases me for putting too much stock into my dreams, but I really do think that they're often psychological manifestations of what we truly need.

I am just so glad your baby was perfect.  :)  Truly a sign of a mother's love and worry!

Gille - wow, that's a bizarre one!  I think you have my mice beat - that's really vivid.  I do think it's lovely that your family and the clinic all fought with you to keep your chick healthy.  (I am 100% sure that is the first time I've ever said that sentence.)  I can understand the disconnect, though - even with our own embryos, I felt like kind of an outsider.  I can imagine it would be even harder to feel a sense of control with an embryo adoption.  I hope it's never a dream you have to endure, either.  :)

Angie, I may be crazy (forgive me if you think so), but in a way, I have always felt like my dreams were a way of my Holy Spirit talking to me and working things out when my brain doesn't have the opportunity to interceed.

Sam, that is so beautiful - and I actually feel the same way!  It's hard for God to talk to us in signs that we can understand in our waking lives, but I too feel like He can heal in very real ways by giving us what we need when we're asleep!! 

You just made me tear up - that is so amazingly sweet of you.  :)  I just know that there are women who are going through infertility (which I totally understand), and that it's awfully hard for anyone to think about a child passing on.  I don't want to put that out there in any way that makes anyone uncomfortable!  I'll be following you and your sweet family, too!!  :)

It would take volumes to discuss all my crazy dreams and I can remember so many of them so vividly.

I guess talking to the ghost of my dear friend while over helping her husband with something (and in real life it's the other way around. He died and she's alive and I help her with a bunch of stuff) and then going out to my car and finding my son missing was the weirdest one I've had lately.

Angie~ You are awesome to think that way! Really and truly (and Sam is one of the sweetest people you will ever meet!)

I had a dream shortly after my first surgery that I was pregnant and that I had the baby, but that I forgot about it. Literally, I had the baby and then just went on with my life. In my dream, I found the baby wrapped up in a pink blanket almost dead (dehydrated and starved) and it was whispering  "you forgot me."

It was a horrible dream. I woke up sweating and upset and traumatized.

I still have no idea what that means...

Oh, SIF, I have had a lot of those dreams, too. That I just forgot all about him,so when I remembered I would be frantically trying to find him to feed him, but couldn't.