Saturday, May 28, 2011

Due Date

Brent and I actually planned both our babies' conceptions so that their births wouldn't fall on major holidays.  I don't think we are the only people who are this neurotic.  I mean, who wants to have a birthday close to Christmas, Thanksgiving, etc?  But even with all the planning, I still have managed to have some not so fabulous due dates with both babies. 

Andrew's due date was actually on April 15th.  We really didn't have him to be born on tax day.  The week leading up to his birth, there weren't many signs that he was coming anytime soon.  So we were pretty sure that we wouldn't have a tax day baby, but then there were other dates around that time to worry about.  The big one being 4/20.  This date has so many bad connotations, I just could not stand the thought of Andrew being born on this day.  Not only is 4/20 well know to be national pot smoking day, but it is also Hitler's birthday, the date the shootings at Columbine happened and more recently after Andrew was born, the day of the Deepwater Horizon oil well explosion.  Why do so many bad things happen on this day?  I talked to my doctor and told him my "concerns" and we decided that I would be induced on April 16th.  Luckily everything went perfectly, and Andrew came into this world on a regular ol' Thursday.  Thank goodness!

And now I am 25 weeks pregnant and with my 3rd trimester in sight, I am starting to think about when Emily's birthday will be.  The way I am feeling these days, her birth can't come soon enough!  But I know I still have a while to go.  Her official due date is September 8th, which is dangerously close to Sept. 11th.  Ugghhh!  This date is way worse than April 20th and to top it off, this year will be the 10 year anniversary of 9/11.  Believe me, I have already talked to my doctor about not wanting a 9/11 birth and he totally understands.  Hopefully Emily will want to come all on her own, maybe around the 2nd or 3rd of September :-)  If you can't tell, I am getting pretty anxious to get this baby out of me!  Well, it just goes to show that no matter how much you plan, life will always throw you a curve ball.