Tonight I had the reading by my dad's friend whom I believe really has psychic abilities. Now, I want to say right out of the gate that I do believe some people really do have the gift of foresight. I have encountered a few of them who have said things to me that no one else in this world would know. I meet these people through my dad; they are good friends of his. My dad always taught me to be open minded and to realize that anything is possible. I realize that there are skeptics in this world, my husband is one of them, and that is fine. To each their own. For me, I have to go with what I feel.
That being said, I don't believe that just because something is told in a reading it means it is gospel truth. I believe that the readings can be wrong, or that one can "change their stars", to quote one of my favotire movies, A Knight's Tale. The readings provide hope where there might otherwise be none or little.
Just a little back story (I mentioned some of this in my previous post), my dad met his friend years and years ago, so this man has been in my life often throughout the years. He has a gentleness about him, a deep goodness. He is very kind and insightful, and I believe the latter is because he posses a true gift.
If you want more back story, you can see item #3 in my post below.
My dad had been in contact with R over the weekend and setup a reading for me tonight. As soon as he was available, R called. It was so good to hear his voice and chat for a bit. Then the reading began. I asked him if I would have any more children. I didn't tell him anything about our struggles or our current situation. Just asked if there were more. After a moment of silence he sighed and said, "You're not healthy enough right now. Your body is still healing. But I do see that you will have at least one more child. It will be a little boy." I almost cried. I have had a strong feeling lately that we would have one more, and that it will be a boy. He is right, I'm not healthy enough right now. My body is still healing from the birth of my daughter. We can't even think about trying for another baby until February.
I asked when said boy would come into our lives. He told me we would conceive next spring, specifically May-June, and the baby would be born in Jan-Feb.
I asked if there were any more beyond that. Silence, and then, "It will come down to a matter of what is more important to you: your health and your life, or a baby." Ouch. Seriously ouch. I know it is all true, my doctors have told me that. No one told R that, so hearing him say it cut me to the core. It wasn't what I wanted to hear.
We talked about other things too, but those are not for this post.
We're going to do another reading in a week to see if anything has changed, but it is mostly regarding our financial situation. He did give me some good news there, and we will find out if he was right later this week. DH has a job interview on Tuesday, which is round 4 with this company. We are hoping and praying he gets this job, but being an infertile, I am no stranger to not getting my hopes up higher than the knees of ants. All I know is that something has got to change and soon.