u/ElderMillennial2

I’m not sure if this is the correct space to post, but I’ve never experienced anything like this so just putting it out there 😳.

Last night, I woke up because my corgi jumped out of the bed. When I blinked my eyes open I saw an old woman with something pink on her head (maybe a bonnet or cap). I was in complete shock, I was very certain she was there but could tell she wasn’t totally solid if that makes sense. I closed my eyes and when I opened them again she was gone. It took my breath away and made my heart pound, but not in a way where I was terrified. I didn’t even wake my fiance up because I didn’t want to move or talk so I went back to bed. I’m also not sure how I knew it was an old woman because I couldn’t really make out features and have bad eyesight without glasses, I guess it was more of a sense but I know something pink was on her head. My dog didn’t bark so I take that as a good sign?

Could this be my Nana? I have a scarf of hers hanging right next to where she was standing. Or someone who passed in my house? It’s a Baltimore rowhome from 1910. My friend said it could be a sign I’m pregnant (this happened to her mom - I’m currently like 9 days post ovulation and trying for a baby after losing my son at 20 weeks in December).

What the heck was this?! Any insights much appreciated - I can’t stop thinking about it. THANK YOU!

Well the title pretty much says it all. Lost my sweet boy in December at 20 weeks, and since he happened without “trying,” hoped I’d be pregnant by his due date in April. Nope, I got my period and to make it worse my best friend is in labor at this very moment. Her baby and my baby were going to be 5 days apart and best friends and we were gonna have this amazing shared maternity leave. I feel like I’m really crashing out and need to hear stories of hope of other people who weren’t pregnant by their due date either. I can feel the pressure building and the irrational “what ifs” - what if he was our miracle baby and we’ll never be able to have another, all those amazing intrusive thoughts. Rationally I know being pregnant right now wouldn’t soften the blow of his due date, but I desperately do wish we had a distraction from the pain. Sorry for venting/rambling and sorry that you all are also here in this horrible club 💔.