I tend to have really nice, beautiful dreams, and last night wasn't an exception.  I am headed to my parents' place today and dreamed that when I got there, my mother and brother said to get in the car, and we drove downtown to what ended up being a gender clinic.  I realized that they've known all along without me having to tell them and were really excited for me to transition.  My mother was happily chatting about men's clothing styles with this guy, and my brother was playing some video game with a few others.  Meanwhile, I was told that, even though you have to wait for T, there are other hormones they can give you, so they gave me a shot of that.  I was also a guy through the whole dream (which is pretty usual for me).  Then I woke up and started crying.   

Now I get to head down to my parents' place and know that what awaits me is probably very girly presents instead of hormones.  I love my family and hate keeping things back from them, but I'm waiting until after my psychiatrist appointment to bring it up.  I still feel like I'm lying to them, though.

I also have early morning dreams. I love them. I was just flying above all the crowds and cars looking for my mother in some town because i knew she is old and would get lost then i awoke and realized she was in her bed near me and then i went back to sleep and kept flying around..

I actually had a dream very similar to yours the other day. I went to my aunts house for christmas like usual, and when i went to open my present it was some kind of card that had a date on it and they said it was my first t appointment. I started crying in my dream and told everyone how much it meant to me. Im not really out to them so it was nice dream, but then I woke up.

I had a dream similar to that...I had GRS and finally got a penis. I was so happy....until I woke up with my hand down my pants just to come to the horrible realization that nothing was there...that it was just a dream.

I remember dreams like that! (Except I never expected my parents approval.)

The worst dream EVER came a couple of years after SRS/transition, when I was deliriously happy in my new life - I dreamed that it had all been a dream, that I was still deformed! I woke up shrieking, crying, and drenched with sweat! I think my screams woke up half the apartment building! Heck, that wasn't a dream, it was a NIGHT TERROR!

God Jane, I really hope I never get those.