I was born on Christmas Day

It's true. I'm a Christmas baby. Whenever people find out that I am, they usually say any of the following:

"That's a terrible birthday!"

"How does that work?"

"That must have been a GREAT day for your mom!"

"Ooh, extra gifts? That's cool!"

I will elaborate upon my response to these statements.

That's a terrible birthday!


I understand that there are people who don't wish a Christmas birthday, or even a December birthday upon anyone because it can get overshadowed by the holiday season.

It annoys me when people say about a baby born close to Christmas, "Oh, be glad you didn't have him/her on Christmas!" I actually know someone who was induced a few days before Christmas for that very reason. Maybe it doesn't occur to them that there are indeed Christmas babies in this world.

My parents have always tried to make my birthday as good as possible. Yes folks, I get a birthday! Celebrating my birthday is part of my family's Christmas tradition. The only bad thing about my birthday is that I've never had a birthday party with my friends. And the letdown afterwards (double whammy).

But mostly, I love my birthday. Everyone in the world celebrates it (ha ha) and my husband has absolutely no reason to ever forget it. I also think it's a special day--the day we celebrate Christ's birth.

How does that work?


When I was born, my parents vowed that I would always have a birthday. Like I said, my birthday just happens to be part of my family's Christmas tradition.

How does this tradition work? The first half of the day is devoted to Christmas. We open Christmas presents in the morning and have dinner sometime in the afternoon. Then after digesting dinner, we celebrate my birthday with cake (or cherry pie) and I open my birthday presents. Stephan intends to keep this tradition going.

That must have been a GREAT day for your mom!


Well, I was my mom's only drug-free birth, after a fairly hard pregnancy. Not planned, but I was born too quickly for her to get anything. I was my mom's 45 minute special.

Also, my mom didn't get pregnant that easily, so she wasn't one of those mothers who has the luxury of "planning" what month they want their babies to be born. I hate those mothers.

But it was a good day for my parents because they finally got a girl, after having two boys. They had been wanting a girl for a while. So, their Christmas present that year was a baby girl. And my mom said that if I had been a boy, they would have stopped having kids. After me, they decided to try for another girl...but got a boy instead.

And folks, she didn't have to cook! Although she did get fish head soup...(I was born in Japan).

Ooh...extra Christmas presents! That's cool!

I get a few extra gifts for my birthday, yes. Yes, I get birthday presents.


So, please do not disparage Christmas as a birthday. After all, we celebrate Christ's birth that day. Don't hate on us Christmas babies.