Could I sense that she needed me

[Itsonlytenweeks]

Dd, 4 has started pre school part time, around a month ago. She cried the first few times going in as she said she just wanted to be with me, but enjoyed it once there.
The last couple of weeks, she’s gone in fine and all ok ( although she often mentions briefly before that she doesn’t want to go)
Today she went in easily, all was ok and I went home and for the first time, didn’t really think/worry about her, in the same way I had been doing.
Around 11.20/30, I had a strong feeling about her and started to think lots about her when she was little and she was lay in my arms etc and I started to really miss her, a strong pang in my chest and I wanted to go and get her.
I picked her up as usual and her teacher said she’d been crying today as she pushed a boy and had to sit on the bench.
I chatted to her about it and she said she was hiding behind a wall most of the playtime and crying for me and she asked me why I didn’t come as she needed me so much at that time.
Playtime was the time I had the sudden missing her and strange feeling.
I realise I probably sound pretty nuts and ridiculous, but does anyone else believe in this, that we can sense maybe when something has happened to loved ones or that they need us, or am I just talking crap?

@EthicalNonMahogany That’s the thing though, she went in easily, no problems, happy to go in etc. For the first time I was actually sat there *Not thinking/wondering/worrying about her in anyway, until it hit quite strongly

I'm so sorry.. Souls often stop to say goodbye on their way, I've no doubt she came to visit you xx

@Guavafish1 Can you explain a bit more please?

I'm as skeptical as you can get but I do have one experience of this.

I was about 8 and my brother was about 6. We were playing in the woods behind our house where a stream cut through, creating a small gorge. We were with the neighbours' kids.

Anyway, little bro was being annoying (still is actually) and 8 year old me wasn't a little delight so I convinced our friends to leave him and run off.

After about five minutes I felt an overwhelming urge to go back for him. Was it guilt? Or something supernatural? Anyway the muppet had slipped off the edge of the gorge and was hanging on trying not to drop into the stream. Thankfully we managed to pull him back up.

I remember thinking at the time that it was weird how I absolutely knew he was in trouble and I needed to go back for him. Part of me thinks I probably just felt guilty, but who knows.

My children 10 & 12were on holiday with their father in France . They were due back Sunday evening . I went away with my partner for the Saturday night and we were due to head back home Sunday morning. I could not sleep on the Saturday night and felt I needed to go home early Sunday morning. When I rang to check what time they would be home ex told me they had come home a day early and as it was the early hours of the morning and they had a key he just dropped them off without checking any body was there ! They came home to a cold empty house . Their beds weren’t even made up but they were so tired they just went to sleep l. I felt so guilty even though it wasn’t my fault .

Yes. One of mine rang me to tell me she was going out with a friend after work. Nothing out the ordinary she was always going out. I came off the phone and felt uneasy and typed out a text asking her to be careful. I deleted it and will regret not sending it for the rest of my life.

Yanbu, have had similar experiences a couple of times and learned to trust that sensation.

Quantum entanglement is a strange scientific fact: two subatomic particles can be linked to each other even if separated by billions of light-years of space. Despite their vast separation, a change induced in one will affect the other.

If one particle can sense, and react to, a change in another particle that’s far away, why shouldn’t a mother be able to sense a change in the young child that was so recently part of her body?

Nah, given how she's been crying going into school you would've been thinking about her lots.

This one time out of all the lots of other times she was crying too - law of averages.

I hope things settle down soon OP as I'm sure they will

I'm a very practical, common sense kind of person, but when my eldest started going out as a young man and not coming in until the early hours of the morning I would wake up and 'know' that his key would be in the door within a matter of minutes. Yes I was on high alert every time he went into town but I couldn't have heard him coming or anything like that but I always woke up just before he came in. Also like another poster when he was a baby if I woke in the night I knew he would be awake in a couple of minutes too despite being in another room🤷

Yes, I've had this a few times with my sons who are now grown. Particularly with DS1 to whom I'm especially close.

I've had this a couple of times with my Mum, when she was alive.

one time I was walking from the train station into work and just had the overwhelming feeling that I had to phone her. This was unusual in itself. My Mum had a massive work ethic, that she passed to me. Work was work and you didn't get in the way of it. I don't even think Mum had my work number (days before mobiles phones).

I got to work and phoned her. I asked if she was ok. She asked if sister had phoned, she hadnt. Mums sister had died unexpectedly that morning.

Ive another story from after Mum died,but that's for a more Woo thread.

the odd thing is, it was my sister who was closer to Mum, not me. Mum and I had a good relationship, but Mum and sister were so much closer. A mixture of temperament and location made it so.

so I believe you felt your daughters distress,I certainly felt my Mums.

I'd describe myself as being a pretty pragmatic person, not normally into any sort of 'woo' stuff. But, one memory sticks in my mind, which I have no explanation for...

Just a normal midweek evening when I was 15. Mum had cooked tea, and Dad and I were in the kitchen - he washed up, I dried and put away. Totally normal scene in our house.

Except, this evening, I hung the teatowel on the peg, then had an inexplicable urge to give my Dad a hug. I'd never felt this before, so it was a first - he and I hugged for about 3 or 4 minutes in the kitchen. I remember the vivid feeling of his heart beating right next to mine, and I told him that I loved him.

The very next morning, my Dad died very suddenly from a heart attack at the age of 52.

There had been no indication that he was unwell, and he wasn't a particularly demonstrative man.
I'll never understand or forget what happened that evening.

@JockTamsonsBairns
I'm glad you got to give your dad a hug and tell him you loved him. Lots don't get that chance.
It must have been such a shock for you and your mum to deal with.