When I was a younger mother this happened to me a lot. I was always hearing my children yelling, or calling my name.

Lack of me getting sleep, when they were little didn't help much either.

Their in their 20's now, and one is out of the house. I hear them call my mom every now and then.. I'll give the older one a phone call, after hearing mom, and most times something is wrong.

She had a serious car accident a few years ago, on Thanksgiving. I heard here scream my name in the kitchen. I went to look for her, and she was out cold. She was air lifted and was in a coma for a few days, with other injuries. She is fine today, but this was a very isolated country road, and a drunk driver hit her. I was lucky to find her, time was not on her side and few cars travel this road. This still just freaks me out, but I'm so thankful I listened to her voice.

I think it has something to do with mother/child bond, maybe sensing things.

Thats what I'm talking about you cant just ignore it. What if it's the one time they really need you, like what happened with your daughter.

I don't know if it's so much a mother/child bond as Jonathan is not my son, but I've pretty much been his mother since the day he came home from the hospital and was given temporary custody of him over a year ago. Maybe it's just bonds you share with people. My cousin who i tend to hear sometime lives with us and It's me who takes her to her most important doctors appointments so its safe to say we're pretty close. I've also, but not as frequently, have heard my aunts voices and when i go to say hi they aren't there. This only happens with the two aunts I'm closest to. I've yet to hear the voices of the aunts I have strained relationships with.

It really makes me wonder about the depths of human relationships, and the possibility of love and devotion transcending time and space. Humm

There's definitely something to the whole mother/child bond thing. When I was in college, my room-mate and I were in a car that went off a low bridge into icy water. We were amazingly lucky and landed on ice and we were rescued with no more harm done than strep throat for her and pneumonia for me (I went into the water, she didn't). The car sunk to the bottom of the river, but we were okay overall. Our guardian angels were working overtime and sent a lone driver down that lonely road at just the right time. Poor guy! He had to pull me out of the water and deal with the drama of three 18 year old idiots (us and the driver, who didn't even get sick but did lose a car).

The weird part of this is that my mother had been trying to call me all night – I had about 50 messages from her when we eventually got back to the dorm room. She just knew something really bad had happened. I blew it off and told her that we were fine but my room-mate and I ended up heading to my parents because we got so sick. Once we arrived, my mother wouldn't let up until my room-mate broke down and confessed what happened (I NEVER would have told her – she worries way too much as it is).

How she knew that something was so very wrong I will never know. I have to chalk it up to mother's ESP. I see it all the time with my brothers and SILs and their kids – they just seem to know when their kids are sick in the night and they get up to check on them and find out that they are feverish, etc. There is definitely some kind of psychic bond there.

I'm sorry but I can't agree I think its more then simply a mother/child thing. Jonathan's mother was completely clueless when it come to her son where as I his cousin can tell you when something is wrong with him. There was an instance last year where I told Jonathan's mother that maybe she should pick him up early from school she scoffed at me and went off to do what ever she does when she disappears only to find out later when he came home that they had a new kid in his class and that little shi-boy took it upon himself to bully Jonathan to no end and the teachers did nothing about it. His mother was clueless to his bad day where as I had a knot in my stomach all day.

But then Jonathan and I have always had the mother/child type relationship his mother never bothered to form with him.

I didn't mean to imply that only mothers and their children have the bond. I only meant to say that I know that it exists between some parents and their children because I have seen it for myself. I agree that some mothers don't seem to have any bond like that with their children. I know a few like that myself, unfortunately. I definitely know that it happens between fathers and their children, too, by the way. It's not just a mom thing.

I definitely think that this kind of deep emotional bond can form between any two people with a close enough connection, especially when one of the people involved is a child. It may be an evolutionary gift that assists caregivers in ensuring the survival of children. It makes sense that you would have that bond with Jonathan because you are his real caretaker. Like you say, you have the mother/child bond with him.

It really does make you think doesn't it. I wish we were able to learn just what makes this like this happen, is it an instantly spark of something or does it grow. I know with my closest friends something just seemed to click right away. Completely fascinating.