*headdesk*

I was just browsing on my pregnancy message boards, and there was a whole thread about people who are planning to ask their OBs to induce them early or schedule their c-sections in such a way so that their babies won't share a birthday with other kids/spouse/relatives.

*boggles*

Elective c-sections irritate me enough, but now we have to schedule them so baby will have a "convenient" birthday? One mom said, "We have so many February birthdays in our family, I just want our daughter to have her own special day!" Like it's NOT going to be her birthday if her relatives have birthdays in the same week? *facepalm*

Natto is due two days before Zip's birthday, and frankly we couldn't be happier. Zip thinks it'd be cool to share a birthday with our son. I fail to see why it makes any difference at all. Ghoulsis and I are three weeks apart, and it's not like it was ever some big source of tension or anything. Jeesh. Besides, if the baby's going to share a birthday with a sibling, that might help head off some rivalry (one kid getting gifts and the other one not, and having to wait until their birthday rolls around) since they'd celebrate the same day. I would think that might be a plus.

I can understand why you might not want your birthday to fall on a major holiday, like Christmas or New Year's, because you'd likely get screwed on gifts. But I can't imagine deliberately inducing early just to avoid such a circumstance. I mean, the kid knows when he's done cooking. Why not let him decide when to come out?

I have a gremlin.

I have a gremlin in my balance.

How do I know? Because when I hold my hand near the balance, the reading changes.

And not by a little, either. This balance measures to hundredths of a gram, and I've watched it change 2-3 tenths of a gram.

The only other time I remember this happening is one day when I inadvertently left the power supply to my laptop sitting too close to the balance. The magnetic field it generated screwed with the balance's reading, but it caused it to fluctuate pretty much all the time.

This time? Only when I hold my hand near it. And the effect is greater if I hold a plastic seed pan. Which should not be able to hold a charge. Plastic is an insulator, for crying out loud.

I've taken everything off me that could possibly be generating an electrical or magnetic field -- cell phone, watch, keys (maybe the key fob from my car was messing it up? It has a battery in it after all, and it's a low-power transmitter)... and nothing. Nothing helps.

I fucking hate Mondays.

Today seems to be the day of bizarre unlikely randomness.

So first my balance... which abruptly seems to be functioning properly since I returned from lunch (*boggles*) for no particular reason.

Then I check my email, and get a notice that my friend group on the fertility board has a message. I go read it. It's from the girl who's been trying to get pregnant for four and a half years, and she and hubby gave up almost five months ago, started looking into adoption, etc. She's finishing her MBA. He left this morning for his deployment. And guess what? She's pregnant. I'm so incredibly happy for her, but at the same time... WTF?? *boggles again*

Anyone else having a strange day?