My husband and I were considering taking in an international student into our home. We would charge her $375 per month and feed and take care of her in exchange for her watching our kids and helping out around the house. I went outside and saw a woman with brown hair changing a baby’s diaper on the lawn.
It was a baby girl and I was aware that this lady was trying to find her a home for possible adoption. The baby was 12 months old. When I saw the baby’s head and face and brown eyes. I remember thinking how much she’d fit into our family as she looked like my kids. I liked that she was one and close to my youngest daughter's age and that she was at an age where she was fun and playful and slept through the night. I knew she was from Russia. I wanted to love and take care of her.
I then was outside of a gold mine or a place where they would sift dirt from a stream to find nuggets. Also, people in the town would make payments to the mine and drop off gold and dirt from their own streams into the wooden troughs to be sifted. I asked the men working the mine if I could give it a try. I said if I was lucky enough to find something then they needed to take me out for a steak dinner because the odds were so slim. They agreed. I grabbed a handful of dirt and began to sift. Right away I found a chunk of gold. They were amazed and after examining it said it was 16 karat. I asked if I could try again and the second time I found bracelets that were 24 karat gold. They referred to the bracelets as Venetian crystal, gold bracelets or something like that. I asked if I could keep them and they were thinking about it and then I joked that we could all go enjoy a steak dinner together.
I then went into a math class in a computer room. The math teacher had just given the students a problem they were trying to solve and I had walked in late. They said we needed to find 13 numbers that when added together would equal a number like 64, 84, or 86. I couldn't remember the number but the emphasis was heavy on the number 13. No one could figure it out. I remember saying that one of the numbers was probably 13 and the teacher said no at first then thought about it and said it just might be. We had calculators.
That was when I woke up. When I realized how many numbers were in my dream I ran to write them down and then went back to bed as it was early. I felt these numbers were significant and couldn't wait to sit down and look over them.
The baby was 12 months old. According to the dream dictionary, Twelve denotes spiritual strength and divine perfection. It also represents cycles and repetition.