Last week I was annoying my mother while visiting my parents, and she threatened me :-
Mother: “Just remember your birthday is coming up!”
Me: “Yup, next Saturday!”
Mother: “Yes, Sunday”
Mother: “No, Sunday, Saturday is the 1st”
Me: “Yes, the 1st, Saturday, my birthday”
Mother: “But your birthday is the 2nd”
Mother: “Are you sure? I’m positive it’s the 2nd”
Me: “It’s the 1st as it has always been”
Mother: “Really?. what does it say on your birth certificate?”
Me: “the 1st!!!”
Mother: “that does not sound right, Why do I think it’s the 2nd??”
The conversation then went into the area of, “When was I actually born” which reminded me of an old post where I explained my theory I should get a 3 day birthday.
Weird post title right? What I am referring to is birthdays, The Queen of England has two birthdays a year, Myself I have Three. So if you will sit down comfortably dear Reader, I’ll explain, mostly because its become a FAQ.
A few years ago a friend offered to do one of those astronomical charts for me, One of the larger complicated ones that show your personality, and long term fortune, etc. So I gave my friend the details I had, Date of Birth, and Location of Birth. Both of which are required for accuracy. I was then informed that if i wished a more accurate chart then they would need my time of birth, because when it comes to stars that take a millennium for the light to reach us, knowing what minute you were born makes all the difference. So I asked my parents for the time of my birth.
I think I’ll jump ahead here to the conversation with my friend later, for pure comedy affect.
F: “So, you got the time of your birth?“
M: “Yes, Nov 1st“
F: “no the TIME? if you don’t know the exact time you can narrow it down to morning, afternoon, evening, night. it will still help with accuracy“
M: “Nov 1st“
F: “No, can they narrow it down a bit?“
M: “They did, they narrowed it down to Nov 1st. Apparently no one made a not of when i was born, and they latter could not work out if it was Oct 31st, Nov 1st, Nov 2nd. so the narrowed it down to the middle one, Nov 1st“
F: “You just can’t do anything normal can you? you even managed to mess up and complicate getting born!“
It turns out that it was a very long and painful labor, and I was a home birth (a uncommon occurrence at the time). Also the Midwife was not that good, and forgot to fill in the forms at the time. She also banged my head repeatedly against the bed, but thats a different story. So basically everyone was tired, exhausted, and under belief that the midwife did her job. It was only later when it came time to register my birth they realised they were unsure of the date. My father, Mother & Nian (Grandmother) all believed different days.
They settled on the middle day of the range, since it was central and my mothers vote (well she did have the pain so its only fair). Since then a few people have stated I’m more suited to a Halloween birth than a All Saints Day birth. The upshot is that since I was born on one of three possible days, I think to play safe I should celebrate my birthday over the full three day period. Its the only way I can be sure I have got the right day.