I never dreamed of the twins either and have not dreamt of Will as of yet, though lately I have this mental image of him as a little boy with blue eyes and curly dark hair (my son, Sam, is green eyed with sandy blonde/brown). I'd like to think that God gave me that vision. I yearn to see how he might've looked, even as he lays in me now. I fear it might be too late for us already to try to get a 3D scan image of his body in me, as Will has been gone 3 1/2 weeks now.
I had a dream last week that I had an inoperable brain tumor...it was so very real. And I remember feeling so very, very sad that I was either going to have to die and say goodbye to my living son or live and say goodbye to my dead one. I woke up happy to not be in sucha dillemma.