I'll add an experience of mine:Prismreverie:
But the other thing he said really gave me goosebumps. He said, "And I remember hearing you and Auntie talking about what to name me."
I remember exactly what he was talking about.
I had created a whole list of possible names to give him, and my sister was with me while I was writing it out. (The father was not involved in.. well, much of anything..) Mind you, I was around 6 months pregnant at this point. She was giving me advice on what names to nix from the list based on her knowledge of guys with those same names. (She was convinced that names had something attributed to their personality.) So by the time I narrowed my list, I had my heart set on one and voila! That was the name I chose for him. So to hear my son just nonchalantly say, "Oh yeah, I remember you talking with Auntie what to name me." That stopped me dead in my tracks. Then I had to look up stories from other people too. So I completely believe these things are possible.
When I was very young I told my mom that I remembered the house my parents lived in before I was born. The kitchen was red and white. I also remembered being present at their wedding reception and details about the church hall. The actual memories are fuzzy now but I clearly remember being a kid and telling my mom about the "memories" and she was pretty amazed. This was in the early 1980s and I'm sure I didn't get the idea from TV or books... I was about 4 or 5 at the time.
There is something else I want to mention about the subject but it's hard for me to talk about, because I am still processing it. This happened in fall of last year and it was the event that made me become more aware of the spiritual "world".
My husband and I had been thinking of having another baby, but we were both very unsure about it. To make a long story short, I very clearly heard a child's voice calling me, "Mom! Mom!" one night as I was lying in bed. My other kids were asleep. Frankly I thought I was going crazy so I went to the shrink and got some meds (although the shrink said she believed I was NOT crazy.) Several weeks later, I was awakened in the middle of the night by a sweet child's voice humming. It seemed to be floating above me in the room. The humming was loud and clear, it was NOT dreamlike, and it was absolutely lovely. She seemed to be just observing us asleep and humming so sweetly (it had an otherworldly beauty) for at least a couple of minutes. Then the voice got softer as she seemed to float away.
A few days later I got a positive pregnancy test. I miscarried within a couple of days... I had so much anxiety about the pregnancy for reasons I can't really explain.
There is much more to this story but I just don't feel like getting into it right now... maybe later this weekend I'll come back and tell the rest.
Anybody else have pre-birth communication stories?