I was born...(just barely made it, too)...on Saturday. My mother refused to have me born on Friday the 13th, and clamped down REALLY hard. She was a bit too successful with that...because finally, in order to get me out, the army doctor had to clamp down on my face with forceps and give me a good YANK! I was born a few minutes past midnight.
@Monalisaa1986 My mother and my brother relayed the stories to me. My mother always gave out every detail of everything in her life. Later, have listened to a couple of thousand repetitions of the story, my brother did my astrology chart, having taught himself how to do them.