My family and friends were celebrating my birthday, even though my birthday was the 23rd, because I was so assured of myself that my first born would be born on my birthday. They all laughed, but went along with it and we had a great party. At 10pm on the 22nd my water broke, and at 3:31am on the 23rd, my son was born! On my birthday! I just can't believe it's been 7 years already!
My baby boy!