Watched by an ANGEL
Someone’s looking out for our daughter!
Iturned as the bedroom door opened and my boyfriend, Kevin, stepped into the room, our five-day-old daughter, Hallie, in his arms. A moment later I sat bolt upright, despite my Caesarean stitches, because following close behind Kevin was a stranger: a tall woman with blonde hair swept up into a topknot!
The woman watched intently as Kevin placed Hallie in her crib. Then she disappeared through the wall. I blinked in confusion. I was still on pain meds from Hallie’s arrival. Had they made me hallucinate? Yet the woman had seemed as real as Kevin and Hallie. She hadn’t scared me either. On the contrary, she’d felt like a reassuring presence looking out for Hallie...
By the following morning I’d almost convinced myself I’d been seeing things.
But a small part of me couldn’t ignore what I’d seen, and a week later I plucked up the courage to tell Kevin about it.
He’d never believed in ghosts or anything to do with the afterlife, so I half expected him to laugh or tell me not to be so daft.
Instead, when I described the lady I’d seen, he looked at me with absolute horror. ‘I saw her too,’ he said.
Kevin had encountered the woman two days earlier than me, on the day we’d brought Hallie home from the hospital. He’d fallen asleep on the settee, with Hallie in her crib nearby, and had woken to see the tall blonde lady watching Hallie sleep!
Half-asleep, he’d initially assumed it was me, before realising his mistake. Like me
he’d convinced himself he’d imagined her. But we couldn’t both have dreamt up the same woman.
Then one night not long after, I was woken by a loud rap on the wall next to my head and I found the other side of the bed empty, along with Hallie’s crib.
Kevin and Hallie were downstairs, asleep on the settee together.
We’d had it drilled into us during antenatal classes that it was really dangerous to fall asleep on a settee with a baby, but an exhausted Kevin had drifted off by accident.
Waking him we popped Hallie back in her crib, and I thought back to the knock on the wall which had woken me.
Had our mysterious blonde lady been alerting me to what was going on?
Neither Kevin nor I saw or heard the woman again after that. But Hallie, now one, often giggles and waves at something – or someone – unseen and it makes me wonder.
No one in either family recognises our description of the woman and we never noticed anything odd about our house in Aberdare, South Wales before we brought Hallie home from the hospital. I can only guess our daughter came with her own guardian angel!