Well, sort of. Our son was born on 07/07 because my high blood pressure forced us to induce. I got pregnant with my daughter when I did by complete accident--we were planning on trying for another child, but had planned on waiting another few months because I didn't want to be heavily pregnant during the Renaissance Festival, which I was working at the time. (As a consequence of being pregnant, I got "let go", but it worked out in the end.) As my due date of 11/15 got closer, we started thinking how cool it would be to have 07/07 and 11/11. My blood pressure jumped up a tiny bit at my doctor's appointment one or two weeks before my due date, and my husband freaked out

--my first pregnancy was a nightmare and my son nearly died--so they agreed to induce me. My husband picked the date, which happened to work out for them. My daughter must have REALLY wanted to be born that day, because they induced me at 4pm, and she was born at 8:47pm. Not a bad labor!
My husband loves to tell how our kids are 4 years, 4 months, and 4 days apart, and how our son will be 13 on 07/07/07 (trip to Vegas) and our daughter will be 13 on 11/11/11 (another trip to Vegas). This is their reverse year--my son is 11 and my daughter is 7. My daughter thinks that means she gets my son's birthday this year.

That works for me, because then he won't be 12 until November.
So what are you doing up at 3am? It's not that late for me, but I know it's practically sunrise for you.