I'm due December 6th. I remember last summer when we were just trying to get pregnant I told some people I just don't want a Christmas baby. I even remember in March when the opportunity to become pregnant presented itself (which is a rarity for me) I calculated, like most women, that if I got pregnant I would be due in December. Up until about the last minute I wasn't going to even take the chance. But the chances were so few and far between that I had to mention to Jason that we had an opportunity. But should we even try? Jason said it was all up to God. We just have to do our part. Poor guy. Anyway, that's how it all started. I figured for a while that I might go early in December and that wouldn't be too bad. But, once again, I'm measuring small and early like with Abby, who was 18 days overdue. So calculate it with me. If I'm due on the 6th and have a good possibilty to go 2 weeks over...Christmas. I'm just praying I'll go into labor so I can have a VBAC. Otherwise, it's another c-section, but at least I'll be able to pick the day that way. But I really want a VBAC. The suspense is killing me or at least wearing me out.