From the moment I found out I was pregnant with baby #3, I prayed for it to be another girl, just because I did not want to have to make a decision on whether or not to circumcise.

Shortly after our 8 week appointment, we decided to not find out what we were having, meaning we now had to pick both boy’s and girl’s names, as well as come to a conclusion on keeping baby intact or not if we had a boy. I decided to leave the choice up to my husband – but in the end he decided he wanted to circumcise, and I supported his decision. We didn’t think much more of it after that.

Fast forward to the 37th week of my pregnancy. We had to get an ultrasound to make sure baby had enough amniotic fluid and to check size. Not knowing our decision to not find out the sex, the ultrasound technician gave us a huge shock when she matter-of-factly said, “Yup, still a boy.”

We were shocked. She felt terrible that she ruined the surprise, and I was sad because that meant we were going to be circumcising our baby. I was induced at 39 weeks, and during the hospital check-in, when asked if we were going to circumcise, my husband said yes.

Trying to get as much sleep as possible, we went to bed and didn’t discuss it.

What happened next was nothing short of miraculous.

The next morning, my labor was full force when the shift change happened. Our new nurse asked again, “Do you want to circumcise?” This time, my husband hesitated for a minute and then said that we were undecided.

Needless to say, I was shocked and very confused as to what could have possibly changed in such a short amount of time, especially when we didn’t talk about it at all.

After the nurse leaves the room he tells me that he had a very vivid dream that we definitely should not circumcise our son. And being the godly man that he is, he explained, “God wouldn’t put it on our bodies if it wasn’t meant to be there.”

My husband’s dream changed everything.

Here’s my husband’s recollection of the dream in his own words:

“Before I went to bed in the little birthing room pull-out chair bed thing, I thought about why God would want us to remove something he created. I went to bed and had a vivid dream truly unlike any other I’ve had… I saw in the third person, who I knew to be my father as a younger man, holding me in the middle of the night when I was a newborn. I was crying hysterically, obviously in pain. I am circumcised and the room I saw this in was my parents’ bedroom in the house I lived in only until age four.

“The unsettlingly real and vivid part of my dream is the man I saw in my dream. I don’t remember anything around him except an aura of light. His eyes looking directly into my eyes, unwavering. I knew that God had created this man, and that he was perfect, the same way He creates all of us – in His image, exactly how He wants us to be.

“It felt like I was not in a dream, because it didn’t have the same feel that my dreams normally had. This was different. It felt real, like I was awake and seeing this in real life. I woke up abruptly and I was a little sweaty and out of breath. I knew then and there that this little dude was going to come out whole and perfect, and that I wasn’t going to change that.”

The biggest sigh of relief came out. I was so thankful that I didn’t have to agree with something I didn’t want to do to my son.

Just a short few hours later our healthy, whole son was born – Colton Antoine, 8lbs 4oz, 19in long – and so, so perfect!