is plenty of documented evidence to suggest that babies do often behave in this manner and over the years I’ve received hundreds of stories from parents who have witnessed their babies clearly seeing something special. In my opinion there are just too many stories out there, like this adorable one sent to me via e-mail by Whitney, to discount the fact that something special is going on.
Looking Up
Last night at about 11 o’clock when I was feeding my twin baby boys I needed to burp them, so I put them down in their cot to get a blanket to put over my shoulders. The moment I put them both down, they started to squirm and fuss. I started to feel tense, because I couldn’t find any blankets and I’d hardly had any sleep the last few weeks.
Then suddenly they both stopped fussing at the same time and there was complete silence. This was very odd, as they’d been suffering from colic for a week or so and either one or both would be squirming for attention at any given moment. I looked down and saw them both staring at the right-hand corner of the room. I looked where they were looking and there was nothing there apart from dust, and there was no way they could see that with their newborn eyes. Rays of moonlight were creeping in from the window, but they were not looking at any pockets of light.
What were they looking at that made them both settle down at exactly the same time? Even stranger was that I felt as if something was saying to me that they didn’t need to be burped and they would sleep better now.
It’s six in the morning now and I am up by myself and have been able to shower and wash and blow dry my hair after sleeping for a good six hours. I haven’t been able to do this since the twins were born.
My daughter, who’s five now, also had a habit of looking intently at a corner of the room when she was a newborn. It wasn’t the same corner as the one the twins were looking at, as we were living in a different place then, but it was still a corner. So if babies do see angels, I think they like to hang out in corners.
Whitney’s experience is fairly typical of the amazing stories about babies seeing angels that I’ve gathered over the years. I never tire of reading these stories, not just because it lifts my spirits each time I picture in my mind the wonder and delight new parents experience when they witness their babies behaving in this way, but also because they bring back memories of the many times late in the evening when I was feeding my own babies and they would suddenly pull away, even when they were ravenous, and focus on something invisible to me. Sometimes they would stare intently, but other times they would smile as if they were being entertained. How I longed to join in with them and see what they were seeing.
On other occasions my son would be in the middle of playing with his toys and stop to stare at nothing in particular. He would then start to babble and coo into thin air. At the time I did wonder if tricks of the light were a factor or if there was some other perfectly rational explanation, but ever since I’ve found out that this ‘stop and stare at something invisible’ phenomenon, as I like to call it, is far more common than I thought. I’m now convinced that babies have an innate ability to ‘see’ at a spiritual level. Here’s Nadine’s story:
Taking an Angel Home
I had heard stories of babies seeing angels and spirits but had never really given them much thought. I can’t say if I believed in them or not. I believe in them now and want to tell you about my eight-month-old cousin called Grace. Last week I was getting her ready to leave the house and she was sitting up on the bed and fussing a little. I noticed that she was staring at the cupboard door behind my back and giggling and cooing as if there was someone there. I was intrigued and sat down beside her. She didn’t seem to notice me at all, as she was enchanted by the cupboard door. I tried to get her attention by bouncing a little on the bed, but she wasn’t interested. Then, as if her eyes were following something leaving the room, she leant forward and looked at the door. Then she giggled and turned back to me.
After seeing that, I believe my little cousin has an angel watching over her. I don’t live with her, but I look after her every Saturday. So from now on when I go to pick her up I’ll know that as well as her nappies and bottles I’ll be taking an angel home with me.
I can’t bring myself to move on at this point and would just like to share a few more special baby angel stories with you, like this one from Ally.
Angel Eyes
When my eldest daughter was about seven months old I remember something very weird–or should that be wonderful–happening. I was a young single mum then. My boyfriend had walked out as soon as I told him I was pregnant. He didn’t want the responsibility of a child. I was determined to keep the baby, though, even though I was worried sick about how I was going to make things work on my own.
One day I was hugging my daughter and playing with her when for no reason at all I started crying. I looked down at this precious child and wondered how on Earth her father could have deserted her. I wiped away my tears, concerned that I might upset my daughter, but she had a huge amused smile on her face and was looking behind me. I turned around, but there was nothing there. I looked back at her and started to gently tickle her to get her attention. As I was looking into her eyes I could see my own reflection, but there also seemed to be the reflection of a tall figure standing there.
I turned around immediately, but couldn’t see anything. Then, when I turned back to my daughter, it was as if my whole mindset had turned around. Instead of feeling that the world was a fearful place I felt that it was a wonderful, loving place and that my daughter would be taken care of.
Things got better for me after that day. I finally got a job and was offered flexible hours so that I could look after my daughter. Two years later I married my boss and we have been together 30 years now. I had two more children with him. My daughter is all grown up now with children of her own, but I like to think that the figure I saw in her eyes was her guardian angel and that she is still being looked after today.
Ally’s vivid story has a certain similarity to Wanda’s story below. Wanda’s world also changed for the better after she looked into her baby’s eyes.
Baby Tim
My first child was born three years ago, a boy called Tim. When he was a tiny baby he used to sleep in the same room as my husband and me in a basket. I was absolutely terrified that he would stop breathing in the night. I’d heard so many horrible stories about how cot death could strike at any time and my son was so tiny that I didn’t think he was very strong.
I was having trouble sleeping anyway because he needed to be held when he fell asleep, so I would hold him for a long time. When my husband wasn’t working nights he would help out, but even when both of us were around Tim would still wake up two or three hours later wanting to feed. After a few months we moved on to bottled milk so we could both do the feeding, but even this was difficult. Life was a blur of tiredness.
To make matters worse, often I would panic, thinking that I couldn’t hear my son breathing. So I would have to get up, go over to the basket, grab a torch and check to see that his little chest was rising and falling. Then I would tiptoe back to bed. If I couldn’t fall asleep I’d be up again checking the breathing. My husband and I were both exhausted and he was getting mad at me because whenever he wanted to fall asleep he would be woken by the baby or by me getting out of bed, fumbling with the torch and checking on him.
I knew my fear was silly and irrational, but it became a compulsion. At one point when my husband was working I remember getting up every 20 minutes or so and then eventually falling asleep with the light on. That morning I woke up a good hour or two later than normal. My heart beating wildly, my first thought was to check on my son. I found him lying on his back with his eyes wide open staring at the ceiling and cooing. He looked perfectly
