I know my baby is not gone. I know she comes to visit me whenever she wants and whenever I need her. I’m not a psychic or a medium, at least not any more than anyone else, but I sense her.
Here are some examples of how she shows up to me:
When she was born she never took her first breath. I picked her up and held her to me. When they decided they wanted to give her a little support to get her breathing going, I was asked to put her down. But she stayed with me. She had a pink energy that was so warm and she stayed on my chest at my heart.
The next time I remember her coming to me was as a smell. We had an open-casket wake. My husband and I have both worked in cadaver lab so we recognized that "special" smell when we got close to her. The next day, between the funeral and the reception, we were resting in our hotel room and we both smelled cadaver lab. Some spirits send scents like roses, but our little girl sent the only smell we associated with her - chemicals. It’s actually pretty funny now!
I also saw a hummingbird every day that first year. It didn’t matter the season.
At about the time she would have started to talk, I started hearing a voice in my head that said things like “I love you, Mommy!”.
Then the hummingbird started playing “peek-a-boo” through the back window.
The hummingbird would show up less after that first year, but if I was feeling sad, I would get a sign - a bird, a picture, another flying thing, a song on the radio.
When she was three, I could pinpoint where her energy was in the room and I swear she had an obsession with wings and tutus.
My sister went to decorate my little girl’s grave for her birthday this year. She asked if we wanted anything specific and my husband requested sunflowers. Later that day, we stopped at a store we don’t normally stop. As we walked toward the door we saw an enormous display of sunflowers. She was just saying hi!
Now that we’ve celebrated the fourth anniversary of her birth, I’m looking forward to all the new ways she makes her presence known.
People who are psychics and mediums say that in Heaven (ether, the other side, or whatever you want to call it) everyone is an adult. But my little girl visits me as just that - a little girl with age-appropriate signs.
How does your baby in Heaven say hi to you? Share about it in the comments below
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