Hello Lovelies,
A short (true) story:
I arrive with my new patient paperwork in hand. I hurriedly take a seat in the waiting room. I’m overrun with emotion when sitting here as the place is PLASTERED with photos of pregnant women and there are children’s books and parenting manuals on the table. So I’m sitting there, practicing my deep breathing, and waiting for my turn when a mom and her daughter come out of one of the rooms. The little girl is unbearably cute. Probably 2.5, if I had to guess. As her mom pays she plays with books in the waiting area. All the while making eyes at me. I think she is encouraged by me looking back at her and pretty quickly the gorgeous toddler launchs into a quick string of questions. Most of it’s pretty normal little kid things…
“Hi.”
“What’s your name?”
“Do you like this book?”
We had a pretty good convo going when she says, not even breaking the flow, “What’s the baby’s name?” … I pause. The book she’s holding has a baby on it. I say, “I’m not sure that baby’s name. It’s just a picture for the cover.” She sighs, almost dramatically, you know how annoyingly dense adults can seem to a two year old. “No, the baby.” She stresses. “What’s the baby’s name?” and then points at my stomach.
Holy shit.
My heart launches into my throat and for a minute I can’t decide if I’m going to pass out or burst into tears.
Instead, I recollect myself quickly and respond. “I don’t have a baby.” She looks dissatisfied and says, again, “Baby’s name?” So I said to her “Do YOU have a baby at home?” She smiles and nods –yes. I ask her what HER baby’s name is and if the baby is older or younger than her. Then her mom finishes paying. She turns around and… is enormously pregnant.
The logical, has worked with kids forever, part of my brain goes “AHH. She is still at the age where every woman is just like mommy. I MUST have a baby inside me like she does. I’m a woman.”
The illogical, more hippy-dippy, hopeful side goes “Yeah, but children that young sense things adults don’t. Maybe she knows more than me. Maybe this is going to work. Maybe my baby is with me even now. Waiting.”
I’ve had that sense before. That our child is waiting in the wings. Almost close enough to touch. Willing us to keep going. I allow myself to linger in that thought for a moment. Allowing myself to imagine that this child’s intuition is right.
With hope,
Unpregnant Chicken
I’m hoping that she’s tapped into some sort of vibration from the universe and can sense the future. Sending a hug.
Mel,
Oh man, me too. Thanks for the hug. I need it lately.
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken
I think I would take that as a good sign! 🙂
Renuka,
Certainly it can’t be a BAD sign? Right?!
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken
Oh my gosh, this happened to me this week, too! A kid in my Sunday School class point blank and out of nowhere asked me if I had a baby and looked at my stomach. When I said no, she gave me this look like she didn’t believe me. Kids, man. But maybe she intuitively knows something I don’t?
Oooorrr maybe my shirt was just not as flattering as I thought. :/
Second Voice,
No Way! Blolemates! Right? That’s the look I got to , the “Oooookay but I think ya do.” HAHA. I was in my winter coat so she couldn’t see how I looked but STILL. Let’s hope it’s the universe telling us it’s coming.
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken
Take hope wherever you find it, is my advice!
Mali,
Agreed!
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken
Filters are non-existent at that age and yet they can sense things we can’t. Fingers crossed for the best for you!
Heather,
Thanks so much for the support!
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken
<3 hugs.Its not easy but I always think they don't mean to hurt. And I like your thinking!! May it be so!
Sunflower,
Definitely not! She was a super sweet and caring little girl. I lean more towards she can sense things or that she expects all women to be pregnant. lol
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken
All those seven years of IF I knew my baby’s name. I would like to think I’d’ve told a little girl….
(but even thinking it brings tears to my eyes)
Valery,
I have names, too. I toyed with the idea of saying it out loud. But didn’t want to invite unwanted questions from the mom. LOL
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken
Oh WOW. That’s intense… I too hope she has tapped into child intuition. I understand how emotionally charged these visits to the doc can be… I often sat there on the verge of tears, so good for you for deep breathing!
Northern Star,
Yeah, it was really emotional. I hope she’s onto something. I desperately want IVF next month to work.
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken
here from the round-up. I dunno, I’ve had intuition that wasn’t right but on the other hand…I had at least one pre-pregnancy that was very deep, and it came “true” in a way (though not the way I expected). So I’m going to go with yes, this intuition means something. And those encounters with little kids are crazy amazing.
Torthuil,
Welcome from the round-up! These kind of interactions are very wonderful and moving. I was glad for it. I’ve been needing hope lately and this was the little boost I needed.
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken
Here from the round-up. Beautiful post. Reminds me of an experience I had – I was getting a massage at a spa while in the midst of a miscarriage. The masseuse told me she was a bit psychic and she was getting the weirdest sensation of a little baby girl hovering near me. I told her I was having a miscarriage and she told me this was a girl just waiting to be born to me. I can’t tell you how much hope it gave me. Hugs.
Jjiraffe,
Omg, that’s amazing! I’m a total sucker for stuff like that. I would feel so uplifted knowing that my child was still there with me and not “gone.”
XOXXO, Unpregnant Chicken