I'm not a superstitious person; nevertheless, I hesistated when we decided to induce on the 13th of October to get #3 here. (My body doesn't do labor well. My babies are big (two over nine pounds) and I'm not so big.) I felt horrible that every six years this precious person would have a birthday on Friday the 13th.
Well, fortunately, #3 didn't notice today. I think the birthday part of the day was a success.
However, it WAS a Friday the 13th for me. (Although, remember, I'm not superstitious.) But, what was up with today? :)
How was your Friday the 13th?
(And since I have had a bad day, please refrain from telling me I'm an awful mother for inducing or, worse, for inducing on the 13th of the month.) ;)