Rebecca got a last-minute cancellation in her readings this weekend, and immediately contacted me at 12:15p to tell me if I want, her 1-2pm appointment slot is open. I had JUST put Allie down when Mr. W said I’d missed a call from Rebecca, and when I saw the texts, he said, “I’ll watch Allie, you go ahead.” It’s almost an hour drive and I knew I’d miss half the appointment time for such a long drive, but with his encouragement, I left immediately.
I got to Rebecca’s office at 1:30p for a half-hour reading. She had prepared a gift for Allie, a 3-pack of sleep-n-plays, cute shoes, and an adorable bohemian-looking summer top and matching ruffled bottom.
There was a very important message delivered at the reading which appears to be the entire reason the universe lined up to create this opening for me to see Rebecca. I’m grateful for that. I’m also grateful for something very much needed, aside from a hug from a great friend… at the end of the reading, I asked for Rebecca to give me a picture of the future with Allie, something I can hold on to when I’m feeling bad.
She told me Allie has a great sense of humor. She develops this very young, and at age 7 or 8, when certain jokes are supposed to go over a kid’s head, Allie will get them and find them funny. She says kids are unintentionally funny and don’t realize they’re doing something that would make an adult laugh until the adult laughs. Allie will be more like, “Psst, mom, watch this,” and say something to another adult; the other adult will bust out laughing and Allie would give me a secret knowing look. At age 8. She also said Allie will be stubborn (well, she IS my kid). “Not to her detriment, I hope,” I said. She said no, but that I may just have to treat her a little more like an adult and give her options to make her feel in control of her life. Instead of “No, cuz I say so,” I may have to say, “Well, if you do this, then you can do that later on. If you don’t do this now, then when that comes up, you’re not going to be able to do it. What would you like to do?” Then I’d set the boundaries for her decisions, but she understands the logic behind the decisions, the consequences, and can choose what’s best for her. She said Allie is a WONDERFUL person, kind of an old soul, and wants to help people. She is likely to grow up and be a doctor. (I guess I’ll be saving up for med school!) I asked if this is something Allie’s soul has decided before coming here, and she said yes. I wondered what my soul wanted to do in this incarnation. She said I wanted to “know.” I wanted to “understand.” I’d known of the concept of compassion, but wanted to truly “experience” it to understand it. Well, that certainly would explain a lot of what I do and what I’ve been through, why emotional things are so tough on me, but why I want to help and be empathetic to others when they’re in need or emotional pain. My friends can vouch that I do a lot of social counseling for them. The empathic thing helps in that. Rebecca said that growing up, Allie will bring me and Mr. W a lot of laughter and a lot of joy, although I may have to let her make decisions do things that she needs/wants to do at times.

I will cherish this and hang on to it when times are tough. Having an early picture of my labor through Rebecca gave me peace and strength through my entire pregnancy and labor, and both were uncomplicated and smooth. Now when I’m afraid when Allie’s in pain or sick, having crying fits, rejecting bottles or milk or breasts or whatever phase she’s going through, I can think of the larger specific picture of Allie at 8, knowing she’ll survive the early childhood things…Allie as a young doctor, knowing she’s doing what she wants and she’s happy and safe. Knowing 2012 won’t kill us all like my uncle thinks it will if we don’t immediately sell our California properties and move more inland. =/

Thank you, Universe and God, for giving me what I need, once again.