You know what? The smell of a newborn baby is divine. I met my grandson in the physical on Thursday. He was just under one day old. My heart is full, and I never thought it could be fuller than that day I met my daughter for the first time all those years ago.
I first met my grandson, Royce Atticus, while he was tucked away in his mommy's belly. In the first several months of pregnancy my daughter had real bad headaches, so a couple of times I sent her healing. On one occasion I saw the little one with a blue cap on. We all know what that means. Boy!
So, the week leading up to his appearance, I did my best to give my daughter space. Each day I wondered if it would be the day. You have to remember that my daughter and I are psychic, so even if I tried to be nonchalant about it, she would know. 'I'm still pregnant,' were always her first words when I called or sent a private message. On a side note, I did get the psychic hit that the number 8 would be associated with his birth. He was born July 28 and his name in numerology is an 8.
Unbeknownst to me (but more than likely knew on some level), I sent a text to her while she was in labor. It was just before I went to heal at a regular service in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. The response was, 'I have a headache. I'm lying down.' I responded that I would send healing, so I sat, focused on her energy and sent healing. You guessed it -- I saw the little one again. This time he was moving up and down. I came out of the session and asked a couple of friends in the spirit world to go be with my daughter.
The next day on the way home from the gym, I got the call. i was elated. I arrived at her home around 3 p.m. I saw the baby bundled on his daddy's chest and took a photo. 'Look at that smile,' my son-in-law said. I greeted Rey Rey, an English Shepherd that stole my heart three years ago. She got her usual love and treats from me. I went to see my daughter and the crew followed. I held that baby for quite some time. We took more photos of the first precious day. The new parents pointed out the tiny bump on Royce's forehead. They said it means that he was kissed by an angel. I believe it!
Later, I smelled that baby on my clothing for hours, even shared the smell with one of my friends. She loved it, too! I thought I might wear my T-shirt to bed. Hahaha. I finally did wash my hands in the morning. I so cannot wait to see him again, and of course the rest of the crew,
My heart is full -- love is all we need
Love, Love, Love
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.