09.4.09
I’m putting this out into the universe solely for documented proof. I, Michelle Horton, have an eerie connection to the number 27. I am the personified number 27. What this means, I’m not so sure. But let’s explore.
There must be times when you see that life is riddled with funny coincidences, and maybe you ponder the possibility of “fate” and “karma,” but on the whole you assume life is a product of your decisions. And it is, right? You do your homework, you get a good grade. You drive drunk, you get a DWI. You mess up your birth control, you get knocked up. Right?
Let’s start with this:
- I was born on August 27th when my Mom was 27 at 7:26 p.m. (but really, SOMEONE’s watch must have said it was 7:27 so that’s an iffy one);
- 27 months later, my sister was born;
- My social security number ends in 27, therefore making all of my account numbers, college usernames and generated passwords end in 27; and
- Out of around 350 to 400 students, I graduated number 27 in my high school class.
At this point, everyone in my life knew it was a weird coincidence and often joked about it. Did anyone take it seriously? Probably not. But I couldn’t help but notice that the number always popped up in my life. It was always there, even in small, insignificant ways — like the number I was given at the deli or the consistent time on the clock. But enough insignificant run-ins amount to something significant.
One day I was talking to my uncle who is into numerology, and he said that if my number is 27, that means my base number is 9. The number 9 should be lucky, as well. Look for the nines.
So fast-forward to me getting pregnant. I was completely taken by surprise, shocked as to how I even got pregnant. I was using protection, so physically I didn’t understand it. That was the only month that Justin and I were living in separate cities, so statistically I didn’t get it. And, more than that, I was exactly on track to fulfill my “life plan,” so my faith in the fairness of the universe was shaken. But I was due to give birth in ’09, and my uncle’s words rang in my head.
In 2008, I was engaged to my now-husband but we really didn’t plan on getting married anytime soon. Whenever we got around to it, whenever we wanted to have kids, whenever it was financially beneficial for us to do so. To us, the idea of planning a wedding was daunting, and we fantasized about secretly eloping and then having a low-key party later. Then, seven months pregnant, I decided that I wanted to be married before Noah was born. I wanted to have the same last name, the sense of “family.” It just felt right to me, and if we were going to do it we might as well do it now. So I called several mayors in the area.No responses. Finally, a local mayor called me back and said that the only day he could do it was the upcoming Saturday. A Saturday? Are you sure? Yes, the 27th was the only available day he had.
I am not making this up.
So as you can imagine, since my due date was February 6, 2009 everyone joked that he’d be born on January 27th. That day came and went.
Then, lo and behold, February 6th rolls around and my water breaks. Who goes into labor on their due date? As I wrote in my birth story, my cervix refused to dilate. Finally after almost 20 hours in active labor, my body went from 4 cm. to 9 cm. in about an hour. My body seemed to kick into gear out of no where, and the baby was finally delivered just after midnight.
February 7th.
2. 7
2.7.09.
Delivered at 9 cm.
Coincidence?
My hospital room was 276. The birthing tub room, where he was born? 277.
To top if off — and here’s the kicker — Noah will be the graduating class of ’27.
For real.
21 Comments to 27
Nikki
September 12, 2009 at 7:32 pm
As your sister, I vouch for every absurd connection you have mentioned. It's true, It all happened. Strange.
Stephanie Voloshin
September 19, 2009 at 7:11 pm
Not a coincidence at all lady! Also, you have been saying this for years, even before Noah Bean and Justin came along to take it to the next level
haykal
January 27, 2010 at 6:44 am
first let me introduce myself, im haykal, 20, indonesian, well i had the same experience as u did, always seeing 27, n i really dont know what this means, it this good or bad??? so whats this 27 all about??? whats GOD trying to say?? anyway, thnx for responding…..
En3mY
January 27, 2010 at 11:54 pm
hi there Michelle ( sorry if it is disrespectfull that i call you your name , im from Czech so i dont know rules ) im 19 years old , i was born 27.11. and that day my mom was 27 years old , its 27 days to christmas , and i think , or i f i can say i almost believe that 27.11.2010 will be third world war … i have qeustion – was your life from beginning lucky or sad ? because i found 27 almost as a curse , im affraid of it and almost hate it … sorry for my english , im still learning =) have a nice day =)
michellehorton
September 5, 2010 at 12:15 pm
Hi guys! Thanks for the comments! En3my: Sorry to hear it's been a curse for you! Mine hasn't been lucky or unlucky…just significant. It seems to cluster the most around births (mine, my sister's and my son's). Perhaps all of the 27s in my life were simply a way for the universe to one day help me understand how important and special my first little baby would be; to make me realize that this one was meant to be. Maybe the 27s were just a way for the universe to get my attention. I've never had anything bad associated with the number. That being said, I am a bit terrified of turning 27…
And Vanessa: Thanks for reading! I'm actually in the process of launching a new Web site to encourage and support young moms (who, like you said, usually don't have many friends or peers who are parents) which I think you'll really love! I'll announce it here when it's finally up and running!
Jessica K
April 18, 2011 at 9:04 pm
I’m quite sure this gave me goosebumps Michelle! I very have funny coincidences with numbers (especially when it comes to Bry and I), but your story bar far, whew!
It’s pretty neat though if you ask me 
Andrea
April 19, 2011 at 1:46 am
Hi Michelle,
I feel like one of the ‘old’ (I dislike the word) early mamas reading your site!! I had my first ‘surprise’ baby when I was 20! She turned 9 2 months ago, just 4 days after her 2nd brother (my 4th baby) was born!! So even their pediatrician calls me an old pro at this!!! While I still consider myself young, I am by no means a pro!! There is always something to learn and what better way to learn than from other young moms!!
Anyway, he 27th is significant in my life too!! My sister and my stepmom have the same birthday Jan 27th.
My sister was married on Mar 27th.
My birthday is Jul 27th.
And my dad’s birthday is Dec 27th.
I’d have to look at my kid’s birth certificates to check their birth times also!! They were all born around 7:30, could have been 7:27!!! My first in the evening and the others in the morning, all of them c-sections.
I really love what you are doing to help other women in their journey of parenthood!!!
michellehorton
April 19, 2011 at 2:40 am
Thanks, Andrea! It’s precisely voices like yours which are the most interesting to me. Moms who started early and can look back on the experience with perspective and advice. Just hearing that you have four babies is incredibly inspiring and unfathomable to me! We’re stressing about when to have the second one, considering we weren’t fully prepared for the first. And it’s good to hear of another 27 connection out there.
Crazy, right?
Dad
April 22, 2011 at 10:40 am
Don’t forget your new license plate number. The base number is 9.
Andrea R.
July 20, 2011 at 7:58 pm
Michelle, loved this post! What a cool and crazy story
Erin
July 20, 2011 at 11:58 pm
This is so crazy! I too have a bit of connection with 27, mine, my husband’s and our firstborn’s birthdays all fall on the 27th of their respective months. And I’m 27 now and 2 months ago I gave birth to my second son three weeks early, we were hoping he’d hold out for a 27 birthday as well, but no go, he got may 11, 2011.
Summer Nussbaum
August 3, 2011 at 2:58 am
That…….is fucking amazing. Holy shit. Sorry….it’s just….my husband believes he has this weird connection with the number 5. I thought he was crazy…..I mean it showed up a lot. Like my birthday is September 5th. We got married June 10th (5×2) Only because his mother and aunt requested it. Before I met him I had done a report on the painting of the number 5 as it was one of my favorite paintings. (For Art History class)He see’s the number 5 EVERYWHERE (as do I but I thought it was coincidence) We saw a sign with nothing but the 5 visible. Our daughter was born June 27th (Lol) But 7-2 is 5……maybe I’m just reaching….but there are plenty of other things weird about the number 5 that happen to us a lot. But I was never truly convinced until I read this and I mean…….that is nuts….and in no way a coincidence.
Andrea
November 16, 2011 at 5:30 am
No joke, this is really weird but, my name is Andrea and I was born on July 27th too. I’m only 20 years old though. :]
Carolina
April 3, 2012 at 4:11 am
Could it be an early mama or young mom type of thing? I have the same connections too! Not as many as you, I must admit… But enough to notice still. Awesome post!
Marina
April 10, 2012 at 3:29 pm
Mine are 12 and 69. And not even in a giggle haha you said 69 way, but that every “important” number in my life has 12 or 69 in it.
And this year, my birthday is 12-12-12.
It’s gonna be EPIC.
michellehorton
April 11, 2012 at 2:10 pm
A friend of mine is born on 12-12 too!!! What an exciting year for your birthday!
Ryan
September 23, 2012 at 2:04 am
Hello, the above website will answer why you see the 27′s. Enjoy.
Deborah O'Brien
April 1, 2013 at 3:19 am
Me too. All the same. My name. Date of birth. Bank no. Mothers house number where she grew up. My house number where my kids grew up. Number plates. Receipts. No. Plates. Only realised it all after years of looking at the clock only for it to be 27 mins past. A friend looked it up. And even though it happens less frequently now I still check web sites to get an idea of how frequently and how many people do the same. I have my theories but they are only that. It’s bloody weird though. But none the less it occurs too often for coincidence.
michellehorton
April 2, 2013 at 6:39 am
Weeeeeird.
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