Ok, so given the weather we are having I could be about to start harping on about why on earth we have sun one minute and freezing cold the next. Hello May, can you sort yourself out please?

Instead I thought we could have a lighthearted discussion on the so called pros and cons of having a summer or a winter baby and whether your children were born (or are due to be born) in the sun or snow?!

Molly was born in late November and Alice in early July so I have both extremes covered in my family. I am also an October baby so very much in the (nearly) winter camp.

My husband and I have had many discussions over this matter and most revolve around school. It’s funny how even before that tiny person arrives things become measured by school years. I guess it is because such a large part of your child’s life is spent in education and thus dictated by their relevant age in comparison to their friends.

Molly starts school this September and will be one of the oldest in her year whereas Alice is going to be the tiny baby for her year. The way their birthdays fall also mean they will only be one school year apart which is odd in itself.

When it comes to schooling we have worried about how Alice will fare being the young one. Yes she is super confident and in ways much more advanced than Molly was. That’s what having a big sister does I guess. But you read so many reports about how summer babies don’t do as well at school and are at a disadvantage. I personally think that is a load of tosh. My brother is a June baby and is quite possibly the most genius person I know.

Then there is the whole thing that I loved being one of the oldest in my year. It meant I got to do things like drive and drink (not together obviously!) before my friends. I am well aware that is a long time off for Molly and Alice but believe me I do feel for little Alice being the last one out of her friends.

Aside from the practicalities of school and year group friends there are much more fun aspects to consider.

How much did I long for a summer party? One that was outdoors and allowed me to run around outside in summer attire rather than a yearly Halloween party I had instead. Alice gets to have (paddling) pool parties and Molly is confined, in the most, to indoor activities.

Then there is the pregnancy side of things. Being heavily pregnant during a heatwave is not much fun. Neither is labour for that matter. Both of which I encountered. However, it did mean that I then had the enjoyment of being able to be straight outside on walks and adventures with Alice. Whilst with Molly I was concerned about the poor thing freezing if we ventured outdoors. No trip could be made without layers of clothing and numerous blankets which believe me is no fun when the inevitable nappy change occurs. It was also dark, gloomy and cold so I had a severe case of cabin fever.

So enough of my rambling. What are your thoughts? Were you a summer or winter baby or what have you experienced with your children?

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