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I could never forget the day my daughter was born, not that it's not possible, but I'm really good with that stuff, I even remember the time she was born. I remember looking at the clock in the delivery room, But I don't remember much about the experience because it's too hard to remember. In a way, I remember more about giving birth than I'd like to.
The date that she was born on was also the anniversary of the day I started dating my first real serious boyfriend, the boy I dated right before I started seeing my DD's b-dad. When you're 16, you make such a big deal about that kind of stuff, scribbling it on lockers and engraving it on keychains, and he used to say how we would get married on that day. He was not happy about our split, nor was he happy that I started dating b -dad a few weeks after we broke up. I remember my due date was a few days before, and I said to my friend "Mark my words, I will be late and deliver on that day because that's the story of my life!" Sure enough...
I too get depressed the whole month before. But I set aside her b-day for a "me" day now, I shop or papmer myself, anything to keep busy and try not to dwell. It helps, but it still doesn't take it away. This will be the first year that I've had contact with her family, I'm not quite sure how that will change things emotionally, since we have not communicated directly yet!
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