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Tw for partial miscarriage, and medical stuff.
so I have fraternal twin girls… And I have a wild story to tell about my pregnancy and what eventually ended up being the spirit of my own child in my house.
When I was pregnant, I found out I was pregnant super early- mainly because I had a dream I was pregnant with multiples. So when I went in for my first ultra sound, it looked like I had one baby and a cyst. I told the the US tech to zoom in on the “Cyst”, and I said that was another baby. Sure enough, she picked up on another heart beat. it was weird though, there was a strange echo in it. But we didn’t see another baby, so assumed it was a fluke.
then, I bled for like a month at the end of my first trimester, and I was told I was possibly miscarrying. It scared me, but I was elated to find two heart beats at my next ultra sound… I thought my pregnancy was normal.
The crazy thing is- when I had my C-section, I saw my daughters placentas. One was mostly BLACK. It was terrifying. There was some slightly purple -grey near where my daughters cord was and black through the rest of it. The fraternal twin had a perfectly purple/red placenta. I knew something was off with the other one.
I asked about it and they said sometimes placentas start to fail toward the end, that’s likely why I went into labor early. And that was that.
Or so I thought.
Immediately after I got home with my twins I started having dreams I was missing a third baby. This lasted for YEARS. It was really bothersome, actually. I also dreamt I was pregnant in the first place with twins, so I thought it was weird that I was suddenly dreaming about there being a triplet.
Here’s where it gets crazy…
After having my daughters, I donated the placentas to science almost seven years ago and got a report back a year ago stating one of the placentas had two umbilical cords. There was likely a reabsorped identical twin. So I would have had triplets had the other baby survived.
I have a bicornuate uterus, so there wasn’t enough room for three in there. The one that reabsorped wasn’t in an optimal location. So that’s why that happened.
I also had horrible toxicity symptoms and both my daughters are autistic, which the reabsorption contributes to that. It’s wild how much it effects the bodies of all involved and I didn’t know until last year.
I told my daughter about the reabsorption, because she kept saying she had another sibling that she “ate”. She said she could see them, and I literally heard footsteps running across the floor while both my daughters were outside playing. My daughter had been talking to a ghost named “EJ” for years. I thought it was her imaginary friend.
She would say, “EJ is my brother”, “EJ lives in my room”, “no, EJ!” And “Let’s play, EJ!”
The weird thing, I’m pretty psychic. I began to feel a child spirit in the house. I could hear a kid talking to me when my daughters and ex weren’t around. I thought maybe I was hallucinating. Idk.
After I kickedy ex out, the activity was even more pronounced. My ex had been verbally abusive. And it was like a kid had been just set free in the house.
My roommate and I heard toys going off while my kids were gone. What sounded like a child running in the hall. It was constant!
My daughter (who would have been the identical twin), started to be scared of her brother (she said her brother used to be a girl, but felt like a boy. So she called him EJ. which was weird, because that was in one of my dreams about this mysterious triplet- that he was trans, and the name I had picked out for a boy had those initials. My daughter also doesn’t know what being transgender means, for the record- she just knows that we don’t judge anyone in our house, as long as they aren’t hurting anyone we accept people for who they are).
My daughter also never knew the boy name I picked out. EJ would have been the initials of either a boy or another girl.
So yeah, I acknowledged my ghost kid, and the activity ramped up like crazy. I literally checked my cameras one night (we have them in case my daughters try to elope), and a bunch of the toys had been moved to face the cameras, it was actually creepy. I took a Mel Meter in there, and the EM reading was OFF THE CHARTS when I put it near the toys.
I did a blessing on the house and cast out anything that was dark (I have a lot of experience with this), and the child was still there, and running around. So I spoke with it. As I spoke I began to cry and I felt it wrap it’s little arms around my legs, he said, “I don’t want to go Mommy, I don’t want to”. It felt like it was about the same size as my daughters at the time. I told him to go be with God in the light, that He has a special place for kids and babies. I’d never thought this or believed it, but I felt it with so much assurance at that time. I even saw a meadow in my mind. It was odd.
After I finished crying and talking to the child, I no longer felt it hugging me, the heaviness of it’s spirit being there was gone. Although I told the child they could come back and visit, he hasn’t been back.
Immediately, my daughter was able to sleep in her room again. She stopped crying and apologizing to EJ. And she’s back to her happy go lucky self. Talk about wild.