Here's something I've never told anyone: With both miscarraiges I've had a dream on the day that we lost the babies. I dreamed that I was losing them. And then the next day with Ollie and a few weeks later with George, I discovered that it had come true.
I don't beleive in preminitions or ghosts or fairies or anything like that.
But how do you ignore something like that? On the same note I also had a few dreams from around the 12 week mark with Sophie - I dreamed that she was a girl.
Can a mother have such a deep connection with their baby? Or is it all hocus pocus?
I dreamed two nights ago that I was bleeding....
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