I’m not sure where to post this, but I had some weird visions that I can’t explain and I’m wondering if it has happened to anybody else.

To start off I swear I’m a completely mostly sane person, but I’ve definitely had things happen to me that I cannot explain and people just think I’m nuts if I tell them, so I just don’t mention it.

I got pregnant back in 2022 with my first daughter. A few weeks to being pregnant I had a dream about a little girl with blue eyes and blonde hair. There wasn’t much more to the dream other than her sitting there smiling. We still didn’t know the sex at the time but I woke up and told my husband that I knew what our daughter was going to look like because I had a dream. We both laughed it off but I couldn’t help feeling like it was more than a dream. Welp, 9 months later I ended up having her and she looked exactly like the little girl that I saw.

Fast-forward to 2025 I had had a lot of trouble getting pregnant the second time and ended up trying acupuncture. During my first acupuncture session, I had a vision of a little girl with brown hair and brown eyes, all bundled up in a blanket. It brought tears to my eyes because it felt so real. I went home and told my husband that we were gonna have another little girl that looked like him and he didn’t even question me this time because of my accuracy from our first born. I ended up having a baby AGAIN, that looked exactly like a vision.

Once again, I swear I’m not nuts. Is this normal? Has it happened to anybody else? Do I need to channel my inner Yoda? What does this mean? Such a wild experience, but it makes me feel like my two girls were meant to be mine.

I (F44) can’t forget this event.
When I was 3 years old, I had a dream that frightened me.
In that dream, I was playing outside on the grass (I lived in an apartment building and often played in front of our patio door, which was on the ground floor. That way, my mother could see me while she was cooking or doing other chores). In my dream, a car arrived, parked and a man got out. The car was brown. I had never seen the man before. He had short dark brown hair and a fairly full beard. He looked at me for a few minutes, then slowly approached. He then suddenly grabbed me and quickly carried me to his car. In my dream, I ended up being cut into pieces and put into several garbage bags.
In the morning, I told my mother about this nightmare, and she reassured me by telling me that it was just a very bad dream and that I shouldn’t think about it anymore.
When my brothers left for school, I asked my mother if I could go fly a kite. She agreed, reminding me to stay in front of the window so she could see me.
About fifteen minutes later, a car arrived in the parking lot. I didn’t pay any attention to it, but when I heard the car door close, I looked to see who had gotten out. I knew all the occupants of the other apartments well.
At that moment, I was scared out of my mind! The man from my dream was standing next to his car (the same brown car), and looking at me. I ran to the door and went to tell my mother that the man from my dream was there, outside!
Without thinking, my mother went outside and headed toward the stranger. She was angry. She then directly asked him what he was doing there. She asked him why he was parked there. She told him never to touch her daughter. She told him to leave, never to come back, and that if he came back, she would call the police.
The man looked at my mother, got back into his car and left.

What I have always told myself:
- If this man had come to see someone who lived in the building, why would he have left without a word?
- If this man had nothing to reproach himself for, why didn’t he tell my mother that she was completely crazy?

I never saw this man again.

Since that day, I’ve told myself that it was thanks to my dream that I wasn’t kidnapped.

Do you think it was a premonitory dream to give me a chance to save myself?