What's Your Sign? Better Check Again.
Scorpio. The sneaky, biting, caustic, backstabbing scorpion. The sign my faithful astrology believer of a mother—once a Leo; still a Leo—refused to let me be. She literally crossed her legs for two weeks after her due date so I would be born a Sagittarius instead of a Scorpio. And now, all of her hard work, her extra two weeks of pregnancy are for what? For nada.
Maybe it's really cool to be a Scorpio/Ophiuchus. Ha. Who am I kidding? For now, I'm just going to live vicariously through my twin girls. Those lucky ducks, born Capricorns in 2008, are now Sags. At least someone wins here.
What about you: Did your sign change? What about your kids?