I was sitting in Human Spirituality on a Monday night waiting for an important call or text. My sister-in-law had gone into labor and I was excited to become an aunt.
Earlier that morning I had awoken from a dream that my sister-in-law had gone into labor by a text from my brother that they were going to the hospital. I was so happy as well as dismayed about the coincidences. So I waited all day and got a message from my mom that she was getting induced around 7. So around 8:30 my dad called and left me a voicemail and then again at 9:00. So I went into the hall to hear the great news. My niece was born but they weren’t ready to name her.
A few weeks earlier my parents deciding that we would play a guess the day and time the baby would be born as a fun family bet. I picked the 22nd at 9 p.m. because I was born on a 22nd and figured it was a good day. And that Monday was the 22nd and Indianna was born at 8:15 p.m. That day was just very bizarre and I felt psychic from my dream and almost guessing the exact time.
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