Wow, amazing how common this feeling/idea is amongst all of us
I kind of believe it, too. My aunty (dad's sister) was pregnant with her second child when my dear Poppy (her father) passed away from the same form of cancer that my Nanna had beaten just a few years before. I remember we had to delay the funeral for over a week as she lived in Brisbane (Nanna and Poppy were in Bundaberg) and was afraid to leave town so late in her pregnancy - she ended up going way overdue and then she and her family drove up the day after she discharged from hospital to farewell her father
And my own experience was finding out after MIL was killed that DD2 was conceived just 3 days before her death. DH and I had just made the decision to TTC and saw her on Sunday afternoon, I had thought about telling her we were trying again but didn't get a chance, and then just a few days later, she was gone I remember not drinking at the wake because I was concerned I might be pregnant, and sure enough, I was. Dating scans throughout the pregnancy confirmed the date of conception as that Sunday we last saw her alive... we had considered naming DD2 after her but we decided to leave that option open to BIL (who is her biological son, DH is her stepson).
Kind of freaky, but comforting in a way. It definitely makes me feel as though our loved ones are close by and watching over us.
Last edited by Glamourcide; October 25th, 2010 at 09:13 PM.
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