Did Someone Whisper?

From: Brenda (brenda@newave.net.au)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Adelaide, South Australia
Source: Form Submission

It was December 20th 1979, I already had 2 children and felt that I was pregnant for the third child. At this point all tests had remained negative. I wasn't happy about having another child at this stage and announced this quite loudly on a few occasions. Subsequently, I lost the child. Doctors tests revealed that I had indeed been 10 to 12 weeks pregnant and there had been nothing wrong with the fetus or me, so no medical attention on my part was needed.

Lo and behold, March 20th 1980, history repeated itself. Exactly as it had happened 3 months prior, happened again, exactly to the day! Again, I was 10 to 12 weeks pregnant, nothing wrong with the fetus or me, but this was "chalked-up" as getting pregnant again too close to the first miscarrage. In July 1980, I had attended a birthday party given by one of my relatives, when a lady, unknown to me, started chatting to me regarding her daughter's unplanned pregnancy. Apparently, the daughter had decided to abort the child and the grandmother was most distressed at this decision. I found myself feeling very deeply for this woman and I sympathised with her greatly.

After the party, and at home in bed, I started to think about the situation. I became very upset and started to cry and thinking about the two babies I had lost when this other woman had decided to willingly abort her child. (I'd also had the feeling they were both boys but they were never gender-tested) I also felt guilty because I had, after all, announced that I didn't want any more children and didn't want to be pregnant. I guess I felt it was my fault that I'd lost them. But, nevertheless, this other woman had a choice, this I felt was unfair.

All of a sudden, I heard a voice whisper to me. It wasn't in my ears but as if it was telepathically transported to my mind. It was a very soft, gentle and kind voice, it said not to worry, I will be pregnant again within six months and this time things will be ok. Not too sure what to make of this and thinking my imagination was working overtime, i dismissed it, but still held this information in the back of my mind.

October 1980. I was due to go into hospital for a series of test, but my doctor wanted to make sure I wasn't pregnant before I was admitted so a blood test was performed. Yes, I was 6 weeks pregnant! Consequently the tests were cancelled and I had to sit with my feet up for the next 3 months but my son Wayne was born on July 10th 1981. I also knew he was a boy! We had a few medical problems in his infancy and I nearly lost him 3 times but today he is a healthy 17 year old, driving mum up the wall!

Whoever spoke to me that night, I thank them and I will never forget it. I wasn't my imagination, I'm convinced of that now. I have a few pages of spirituality at my homepage site at: My Homepage