Today may really be my birthday. I was born at home around midnight, so even my mom doesn't know when my real birthday is. She knew she was going into labor so she called my dad at work to come get her and take her to the hospital, but he was never given the message so he never came. A while later she called an ambulance which also didn't come. She finally gave birth to me, on the couch by herself. Then she picked me up, still attached, walked over to the phone and call the fire department. Finally someone came to her assistance. The arrived and cut the cord, delivered the afterbirth, got us cleaned up, etc, and took us to the hospital. We were officially checked into the hospital at 1:20. My birth certificate says I was born at 1:20, August 1st, so that is when I we celebrate. I've been working my mom for the 2 birthdays = double presents for years, but so far no success.