a 3 Strike Superstition. Superstitious nature. Signs. Warning. God. The Universe. A mother’s intuition. Some might even call it Triskaphobia! Whatever you want to call it or whoever you want to credit it with, I have a ‘3 Strikes & Stop’ rule that I do my best to listen to. If you’re unsure what I mean by that, please do read on! This is a doozy of a story!
Trust your instinct!
When making important life decisions for me and my family, if there are three barriers on the way to our goal, I feel very strongly that something is wrong and it is the universe’s way of telling me to stop, wait, and maybe even rethink the situation.
My husband agrees with me when it comes to this because it has proved true so many times. Unfortunately or fortunately, depending which way you look at it, he is a very determined person. Once he sets his sights on a goal, he will do everything in his power to remove all barriers or blockages that are thrown into his path on his road to achieving his goal. For him to actually hear me I sometimes have to shout and scream and throw a tantrum before he will realise that what I’m saying is the truth.
Many years ago we found a house we wanted very badly. A number of barriers were thrown in our path during the process of getting our mortgage approved. We didn’t listen. We pushed ahead and ended up regretting it two years later when the housing market crashed (in the UK – 2009). Since then he has taken my pleas more seriously.
Road Trip Disasters
Last year we had a disastrous road trip back from an otherwise lovely holiday in Zimbabwe, and it was only after the 6th incident that I informed everyone that I and my children were not moving from that spot whether they liked it or not. To fill in some blanks, there were 2 families, the men were travelling on their motorbikes, and the women and kids in the car. We were attempting to get from Zimbabwe to Botswana on Day 1 then Botswana to South Africa on Day 2. Here is a list of things that went wrong that brought me to that point:
- small bike accident the day before we left injuring our neighbour and my husband and delaying our departure by a full day.
- A toll gate boom came down on the SUV and damaged it 130kms into the journey.
- 2 of the 7 passports were lost and this was only realised at the Botswana border.
- We nearly hit a black cow on a deserted road at night after we turned back to Bulawayo at 20.00 at night.
- The following morning, the petrol attendant splashed petrol into my husband’s eyes while he was filling his motorbike up.
- On eventually getting into South Africa the fuel attendant at the first fuel station filled up the Diesel Fortuner with Petrol.
It was at that point, after spending two days on the road already and only getting halfway, and then a further five hours on a fuel station forecourt with three kids under 10 years old, that I cracked. Thankfully everyone listened because in my opinion, we would never have made it home. It was the universe’s way of telling us to stop!!! We stayed the night in Musina and got home late the following evening – the last day of our journey was thankfully completely uneventful albeit two days later than planned. We’re still friends with them. lol
Let’s Call It What It Is – A Nightmare!
At the moment my husband and I are on strike 3 of another major decision in our lives and at this point, I feel like throwing in the towel. Maybe it’s wisdom or experience. Who knows.
What I do know though is that this urge to trust my gut has got stronger as I’ve got older, and now, I listen to it.
I do believe a lot has to do with becoming a mother. No one teaches you how to be a mother, we just do it. You can be taught how to change a nappy, or you read instructions on how to prepare a bottle of formula, but if you were left totally alone you’d figure it out. The instinct to care for your child is there for most women. The way you just know when something isn’t right. The way you just know … mother’s intuition.
As a way of ending off, I will say:
Don’t force something. If you have to force it, it’s not the right fit. – Me.
I’d love to know if you are superstitious about anything?
I would say this is a very sensible way to look at things. I always seem to be able to predict when things are about to go wrong with something, but it can be difficult to give up sometimes as you might always wonder what if we had just done that! #DreamTeam
Very true. I think it can be hard to distinguish between whether it’s signs to stop or working hard to achieve a goal. Working hard for something is good, but fighting against the system is not.
Not that I can think of …nope. I will even walk under a ladder ?
Oooh … very brave. lol
Too often we ignore the instincts that have stood us in good stead since the days of the cavemen. Gut instinct is a thing. I ignore it too often, to my detriment, especially about people. Thanks for reminding me that it’s there for a reason.
It’s so important to listen to your instincts.
Listening and reading between the lines… all useful survival skills. If it doesn’t feel right… don’t force it. Intuition is so key to survival and if we might it we crash out! #dreamteam
This seems petty reasonable.
I love the number three and can totally agree with you, follow your gut X #twinklytuesday
Thanks.
Sounds very sensible. It’s like giving life a second chance and then one more just in case. Sometimes you have to listen to the world when it tries to tell you something :) #coolmumclub
So true. I think 3 is a fair number of chances. lol
I have never heard of this but you are seriously on the something!! I think I might try this in the future. On Zimbabwe the universe was certainly telling you to stop. #coolmumclub
I think so to. Thanks for reading.
My BFF and I once bunked off our saturday job because we were convinced something bad was going to happen.
Well, in all honesty I think we were just too hungover ;-)
Thanks for linking to #coolmumclub
haha … I’m sure you made the right decision. The bad thing could have been … being at work.
I definitely think intuition is to be listened to. That journey you took sounds exhausting! Whatever you decide on the next thing, I’m sure it’ll be the right one. Thanks for linking up with #TwinklyTuesday
I think it’s always wise to trust your instincts, and in some way I do think that the universe has a way of communicating with us at times. I’ve been known to ask the universe for things over the years, only occasionally and only really for the big stuff, but it rarely lets me down. Even down to my labour with my second. I really wanted to start in labour at 5am on a particular day as I knew that my community midwife was working a 12 hour shift at the midwife led unit where I wanted to deliver. Sure enough – 5am – woke up with a contraction. The Boy arrived at 5.30pm that day, just in time for her to finish off my paperwork and hand us both over to the new midwife haha. I enjoyed reading this lovely. Thanks for sharing with #DreamTeam x
Wow … you clearly have a direct line! I wouldn’t advertise it too much. ???
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