Woop woop - I'm 25!
(That sounds so old!)
And yep, I was born on Christmas Eve. It's a cool story, but in reality, it kind of stinks.
Here's how it went down:
My mom went into labor sometime in the afternoon on Christmas Eve, but she insisted on my dad wrapping all the Christmas presents before they left.
Dad: Teresa, no one is going to be here to open them tomorrow.
Mom: Just wrap them!!!
Dad: Uh, ok.
(Dad - I don't speak from experience, but I think it's probably a bad idea to argue with someone labor. Just sayin'.)
They arrived at the hospital, and I was born at 11:35 p.m. I'm pretty sure I would have been born on Christmas - but my mom had a c-section - and I have a feeling the doctors were just thinking "let's get this kid out and go home for Christmas." So Christmas Eve it was. The next morning, I was brought to my mom in a stocking. Yes, I fit into a stocking. As far as I know, there is no photographic evidence of this adorable event. But here are some pictures of me throughout the years...
(I love this one of my dad and me and his Model A!)
(I was a ham!)
By the way...the birthday-at-Christmas-time is a family curse. Here's a list of family events at this time of year:
December 22: Mom's birthday
December 24: My birthday
December 25: Christmas
December 29: My sister's birthday
January 1: New Years
Whew. Good times.
Alright. Now what you've all been waiting for...the winner of my $25 shop credit giveaway is:
Gina from Hiya Luv!
A very Merry Christmas Eve to everyone!