Even before I even knew my current boyfriend better than just being a passing acquaintance, I would dream that I had his child. It is always a boy, it's always very real, and I am always provided many details about the baby. He is 6 pounds and 4 ounces at birth and is 21 inches long. He has wavy dark blondish hair and a cute button nose. He is always healthy and sleeping cozily in someone's arms.

The dream is almost always the same: I am in a hospital room dressed in typical hospital garb and I know I have just had my baby that day, I feel warm, not physically but emotionally warm and serene, and somewhat tired. The room is dark, like it is light outside but the curtains are drawn, and someone sits to my right in a chair cradling my baby and welcoming him to the world. It is always a good feeling, like people are coming by to love him and I feel he is loved very much, and I feel very completed in this moment. My boyfriend is sometimes in the dream, sometimes not, but every time I dream it I feel like I am married to him, and I am very aware that he is the father of my son.

There are always two chairs to my right in front of a large window with the curtains, different people sit in them, sometimes my boyfriend is in one and another relative will sit next to him in the other, holding our child. The most recent one was the most real and left the biggest impression upon me. There was only one person to my right sitting in one of the chairs, she is kind of dark, but not a scary type of dark... just like someone who has low energy. I cannot see her face well but I can see her form and her straight blonde hair. I know somehow that she is my boyfriend's mother, who I have never met, and who died many years ago (perhaps even before I was born, I am not sure). I cannot see her face but I can feel this love radiating from her for this child. She just looks at him for the whole dream and I watch her.

The only other variation is once I dreamt I had twins, one son and one daughter, and the daughter had pretty wavy blonde hair. They were both beautiful. My son in the dream always looks the same and I think he is the most beautiful baby I have ever seen in my life. When I wake up from these dreams, I always feel a sense of loss, like I had something amazing and I have to let it go for a while before I can have it back. Some of the other people who I have seen in variations of the dream are my mother, sister, grandparents, great-grandparents (both deceased), a few close friends, and his sister. They always hold and protect my child and seem to love him to bits, and although I am tired and sleepy in the dream it is very peaceful and I am at ease. Like everything is how it is supposed to be.

Thanks for your help in assisting me to understand this dream!