My name is Jenn, and I'm a 27 year old married and babied chick. In addition to a husband, a seven year old daughter, and a five year old autistic son, I also have four cats, three hermit crabs, two frogs, a few fish, and one snorty little Pug. I work from home doing a variety of writing and even some web design. I love blogging, digital photography and web design.
I usually don’t have a “thing” for numbers, letters, colors, or dates, but the 18th is a number that has definitely made its presence known to us. It’s weird, and I only recently began to connect the dots between all of the times in which the number 18 has come up.
October 18th, 2004 – my original due date with Alyssa. She was born nine days later. October 18th was also my grandmother’s birthday.
December 18th, 2004 – the day I started back at work after having Alyssa; also the day my grandmother went into the hospital to die comfortably (she passed away five days later).
July 18th, 2005 – the day I got into a car accident and totaled our car. Car accidents are never fun, but thankfully my auto insurance claim went through smoothly. The other auto insurance company accepted responsibility for the accident, no problem, and quickly cut us a check for the BB value of our totaled car ($4900; not bad for a three year old Kia Spectra with 85,000 miles on it).
July 18th, 2006 – my original due date for Ryan. It was moved up to the 22nd, and he was born via c-section on the 26th.
September 18th, 2008 – the day my brothers were taken into state custody.
November 18th, 2009 – the day I had my gastric bypass surgery.
January 18th, 2010 – legal stuff (good).
June 18th, 2010 – legal stuff (bad).
July 18th, 2010 – legal stuff (good).
Maybe I’m just looking for similarities and consistency. Who knows. Regardless, 18 is a number that does keep appearing in our lives, in significant ways!
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