I learned some time ago that my mother had a very hard time conceiving when trying to have me. Like over 2 years of trying everything from home remedies and old wives tales, to serious professional medical intervention. They had just about given up hope and planned to try IVF after my father's work trip.
Because the conference was a week long, and the company was actually decent, they allowed plenty of free time in the schedule and also paid for spouse travel and lodging.
They spent a bit over a week in New Orleans, and in that time my mother ended up bonding with an odd stranger in cafe over her troubles with pregnancy during one of my fathers work meetings. She has told me the strange lady was sympathetic and told her that everything was going to work out soon.
They went back home and prepared to follow up on the IVF. Of course, they require a pregnancy test before moving forward with the procedure, and there I was. No medicine, no remedies, no procedures.
And since then, I have felt like it makes more sense why I felt the way I do. Why I have these strong connections to the Otherside. Why I am naturally drawn to anything and everything fae. It is home.