The Guessing Game

People have started to guess when they think Gabby will be born. I find this very amusing and a great way to pass the time. Apparently so does Michael, he informed me that we should start a pool of bets at both of our works and see who guesses Gabby's birthday correctly. Although I find this idea amusing, I don't plan on actually doing it; however, who knows if Michael will?!

So far I have been given these guesses:
Michael (Daddy): March 17th (which is St. Patrick's Day)
My Mom (Nana): March 12th (exactly 2 weeks early)
My Dad (Papa): March 13th or 14th
Mike's Mom (Grandma): March 24th
Great Aunt Lisa: March 12th
Amy (A good friend): March 11th or 12th
Sharon (Aunt Sharon): March 26th (she thinks Gabby will be punctual)
Lacey (Aunt Lacey): Says any day before the due date (because she will be out of town ON the due date!)
Jenny (Mike's cousin: March 17th)

My grandma stated at the very latest I will have her March 30th because it's a full moon. A preacher at a daycare I go to told me that if my baby is born on the 30th he will give me a month worth the free diapers because that is his birthday (although free diapers are great I will forgo them to have this little girl sooner!)

Me (Mommy): I refuse to take a guess because I was so POSITIVE that she was a boy! I don't want to make a guess and then become highly disappointed that I am wrong; although secretly I have thought the 17th since I got pregnant (which means if you take a guess any date but that one will probably be more likely).

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