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I Can Hear Her

sugarcaine — Sun, 06 Jan 2008 01:56:48 +0000

My oldest daughter, Korinne, was born when I was 18. When she was about 16, I started hearing her call my name whenever she really wanted me. The weird thing was, she wasn’t anywhere near me when I would hear her. It sounded loud and clear, just as if she was standing right behind me and saying “MOM” in my ear.

One night, I woke up and rolled over, fully expecting to see my daughter standing there because I had heard her call my name and it woke me up. She wasn’t there. I went upstairs to check on her and found her sobbing, wishing she could come wake me up to talk to me but she didn’t because she was afraid her stepdad would get mad.

In another instance, we were at the mall, and she was back trying on clothes while I looked through the racks up front. I distinctly heard her say “MOM” right behind me but when I turned around, she wasn’t there. I went back to the dressing rooms and asked her what she wanted. She had wanted me to come and look at the clothes as she tried them on.

Another time, I heard her giggling when I opened the refrigerator and found that she and her friend had taken my last two beers after I told her she could not have them. I went to find her only to discover that she and her friend had already left in her car.
There have been several more instances of hearing her say “MOM”.

I Knew If They Were A Boy Or Girl

sugarcaine — Fri, 04 Jan 2008 16:25:14 +0000

I always KNEW if I was having a boy or a girl. And for some reason, I am very in tune with picking up what other people are going to have.

It all started when I was 17 and pregnant with my first son. I kind of thought it might be better if I had a girl because I was going to be a single parent, and sons need their fathers. I was about 7 months along when I woke up one morning, and I just KNEW without any doubt that I was having a boy. They did not do routine ultrasounds back then so I had to wait and see. Derek was born July 10, 1984.

Korinne came along October 10, 1985, and I was so sure I was having a girl I took only pink baby clothes and dresses to the hospital. I remember my doctor telling me that he thought I was having a boy because the heartbeat was about 150 but I disagreed and said, “No, it’s a girl!”. He laughed and said, “Okay, moms usually know.”

I knew Shane was a boy, Karlie was a girl and Marshall was a boy before the ultrasounds confirmed it.

When I was pregnant with Shane, I worked at Boeing. A few of the ladies told me I should go over and talk to “Susan” because she was really good at predicting what people were going to have. I went over to her desk and arrived just as another pregnant lady did. “Susan” told us we were both going to have girls. She asked what I thought and I told her I thought we were both having boys. I was right.

One time I knew a relative I hadn’t talked to in a long time was pregnant when I touched the piece of paper that had a message written on it that she’d called.

Another time, I wondered if my friend had found out the sex of her baby yet and as I went to click on her picture to send her a message, I knew it was a boy. She confirmed that the ultrasound had showed a boy.

I’ve had tons of experiences like this over the last 23 years. Most of the time I know in an instant what someone is having, it just hits me. Other times, I have to wait until they are further along. Rarely, I do not pick up anything at all or I am wrong. It’s a fun gift!

I Could Feel His Spirit

sugarcaine — Fri, 04 Jan 2008 16:19:13 +0000

Before I got pregnant with my third son, Collin, I had a dream that I gave birth to a little girl and we named her Melissa. I told my husband (now ex) about it and was about to tell him what we named her when he blurted out – “Melissa”. I was surprised and we decided that we must have a little girl named Melissa waiting for us.

Several months later, I did get pregnant and we talked about Melissa coming to join us. I was about three months pregnant and I very clearly could feel a sweet little boy spirit hanging around me often. I told my husband, “You’d better pick out a boy name, because this is not a girl”. He wondered what happened to Melissa. I said, “I don’t know, but this is a boy”.

A couple of months later when I had an ultrasound, I kept referring to the baby as “he” and the tech asked me if I’d already had an ultrasound. I replied that I hadn’t, I just knew it was a boy. He said, “Well, you’re right!”
Collin was born March 10, 1997, and he is still a sweet boy.