
That's kinda funny. I was 9 months pregnant on my birthday with Dalton and went into labor that day, but had him the next day. We walked around a lot and went to the mall to walk around, and then we went to IHOP. We were going to go down to my grandma's house to have strawberry pie (my favorite!) with my parents and sister, but I felt like something was coming, so we went home instead. Those few hours of resting turned out to be VERY helpful since I had 24 hours of labor until Dalton arrived and had no sleep since the morning of my birthday!
This year I don't know what we will do. Not much, because Dalton's birthday is the next day. We might have dinner for my birthday the weekend before our birthdays and then do his party the week after our birthdays, though. I'll only be 7 months pregnant this time, so who knows, maybe we'll be wild and stay up late