Finding Out On My Birthday.
Sometimes, life works so that you never forget the dates of certain events. After giving birth to Josh and having an epidural, my memory was never the same. Perhaps I'm just finding a scapegoat, but I really was a sharper tool before anesthesia . With Mika, I had an all natural birth (not by choice, FYI), so it was the first time I would forget a lot of things. I eventually learned that I just had to accept it, and write things down to remember them. Dates were the worst. I would forget the right date of my kid's birthdays, and instead, remember the dates that we celebrated them on. Isn't that terrible? The only reason I remember very clearly J's birthday is that it is the exact reverse of mine (I'm 5/9, he's 9/5.) But yes, sometimes, life makes it easy for you to remember certain dates. Justin and I had our congenital scan on April, but the position of the baby failed to show us if she was a boy or girl at that time. Her position also blocked the positi...