I have the hardest time remembering my youngest child’s birthday. Perhaps because the date and year were so close? 7/14/13. Even just now, I typed it wrong and had to erase and fix. Anyway, I spent a solid portion of this morning convinced I’d screwed it up and missed it this year. Sorry, baby. Momma loves you on all of the days.
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I was induced with my two oldest kids a week after their due date so all during my third pregnancy I told myself that my son’s due date was 7/27/18, a week after the real date. I ended up going into labor on my own and he was born naturally on 7/26, which was a wonderful surprise, but I still catch myself thinking that his birthday is 7/27.
My sons birthday is 10/19/18 and I do the exact same thing, I feel so seen right now!