Over the Moon!

I’ve been keeping a secret now for several months. That’s pretty big for a writer. In fact, I even asked my daughter if I could write about the news in my blog. Now, that’s a first at least for me. You guessed it. I am going to be a grandma and I am over the moon!

You can’t get much over on me. The day I found out I was driving along with a Camp member to make a deposit at the bank. My daughter left a message on my phone, which was odd because I knew she was at work. She would never call. My thoughts went everywhere and then I honed-in and said out loud, She’s probably pregnant.’

Later that morning we were finally able to chat. I shared that I knew why she was calling. She couldn’t wait to hear what I had to say. She and her husband were going on a trip the following week. I said you want me to come by your house and check on it. She said that wasn’t the news, but yes, she did want me to come by because she was expecting a delivery. We are psychic. She blurted out: ‘I’m pregnant.’ After moments of excitement, we figured the dates to see what sign the baby would be. She so hopes for a Cancer baby, just like she. Turns out she’s due at the end of July beginning of August – a Leo baby it is. A little soul after my Sagittarius heart. I received signs for a few days after that, so it is true. We joked that it’s karma and I have teased, ‘You will not put her fire out.’ Too cute!

Backstories: The funny thing is since my daughter was a little girl, she claimed that she was going to have five babies. And then in high school, she feared women who were pregnant. She just couldn’t be around them; then, her anatomy teacher became pregnant that year. It was a hoot!
  
I shared with my daughter that our first special child is girl. The happy parents decided not to find out what they were having. As I said, I did see a girl many times at first. But then one day I was sending healing to my daughter because she had a horrible headache for days. As I was doing that, I saw the baby and Spirit showed it with a blue beanie cap on. Trust me when I say I’m good either way!

Now I’m just wondering if five grandbabies are still in my future – maybe three.

God Bless!