A Case Of The Sevens

Seven years ago today, Hudson came into the world. Thinking about my boy turning seven years old on the seventh day of the month got me thinking about what we started when he was born. A trend in my family. A case of the sevens, as one might call it...

Hudson was born on the 7th of May. Two months later, my sister's Becca was born on July 7th. Seven months later, my middle brother's girl Emma was born on February 7th. Then, that November, my oldest brother's boy Ethan was born on the 7th of November. Finally, fast forward a couple of years and my little brother's boy Tyler was born on March 7th. That's five babies in a row born on the 7th of the month. One "seven" born to each of the 5 siblings in my family (not in order by age of us siblings...now THAT would have been really impressive) with no other births in between any of the kids.

When Anne and I both had our babies on the 7th of the month, we just thought it was cool and fun. But then, when our three sisters-in-law ended up being due within a time frame that would easily allow for a baby to be born on the 7th of the month, we'd always guess that the baby would be born on the 7th. And so it was and so we have our sevens. While there have been opportunities, none of us has ever taken a picture of the five of them together...definitely on my list for the next time the whole family assembles.

(picture taken July 2010)

Happy Birthday to the first - and my personal favorite - "seven".