First a bit of back story. I am a scientist and usually very analytical/realistic. I am, however, a spiritual person. When I was pregnant with DS we had some test results come back with a super high risk for Downs. I had a brother who was stillborn when I was only 2, but I know a lot about him and where he is buried. For whatever reason when we got the news about the tests results I felt compelled to visit his grave. I knelt beside it to say a prayer and "talk" to him and a butterfly flew and sat on the stone the entire time I was there. I visited again after we found out DS was healthy and the same thing happened. Never been able to explain it.
Fast forward to a few minutes ago when DS woke up and called me to his room. He proceeded to tell me that my brother says hi. I have a living brother so assumed that DS was referring to Uncle Kyle and said so. He responded, "No your other brother. "
Shiver! I've never talked about him with DS and I don't think anyone else has either. I'm slightly freaked out but slightly comforted too. Odd. Anyone else have any stories like this?
Re: A bit freaked out...
Anyway, Ive had moments where I felt the presence of a lost loved one... Usually my dad but also, unmistakeably, DHs mom. Now that one is particularly interesting b/c I never met her but I unknowingly witnessed the car crash that she died in. I was 13 and didn't know DH at all. Obviously seeing a fatal accident first hand was traumatic for me, but I always had this sense that her spirit was at peace- that it was important to her that I know that. Fast forward 5 years when DH and I pieced it all together (we had been dating for about 6 mos) and I realized he never had that closure and somehow, I was able comfort him. we both had instant confirmation that we were destined to find each other.
J. Jackson
Feb '14 March Siggy Challenge: Face Slaps
My Dad, who I was extremely close with, passed away suddenly 2 years ago, when DS was 1. The day after he passed, DS was crying hysterically as I was rocking him to sleep. Out of nowhere, he stopped and stared at the corner, like mid scream. He stared and just looked so calmed down, there was nothing there, but I felt like my dad was.
And then a few months ago, DS woke up in the morning and told me that he went fishing with grandma in the night, on the blue boat. My dad was an big fisherman, and had this little blue boat at his cabin. My dad was the only "grandpa", FIL and my step dad are "Papa".
Ditto! These stories are amazing & give me comfort in believing there is life after death. Thanks for sharing!
When my nephew was born 2 years ago, a little swarm of ladybugs appeared in the hospital room, which is totally weird for a chilly Ontario November - but ladybugs were my grandmother's "totem" animal, so to speak. she loved them and had ladybug everything. I know where those ladybugs came from.
It took us 4 years to get pregnant with DS#1. one night I had a dream and I saw my great grandmother who had passed away 9 years before. She smiled and waved to me and I just had this overwhelming feeling that everything was going to be ok. A few days later I got the BFP that resulted in DS#1
dx PCOS 2007
BFP #1 (natural) 12/23/2010. Stillbirth due to IC 4/2/2011
TTC #2 starting 03/2012
RE starting 07/2012
05/2013 BFP on a Letrozole (Femara)/trigger!
Cerclage, Procardia, Makena, GD (with insulin), MBR, and we made it!
Our Angel was born sleeping at 20 weeks due to IC.