Every birthday is unique. But as a December baby, I like to think my birthday month is a little more special than everyone else’s. This is mainly because the month of December is one big holiday already -- no matter what holiday you celebrate. Yet with all things, there are some downfalls. These are the top four pros and cons of having a December birthday.

Con #1: You have to wait all year for presents.

Cancers get presents every six months! I have to wait a whole year!

Pro #1: Double the presents!

Everyone wants more presents on their birthday -- I just have to wait about a week and voila! Wish granted. Booyah.

Con #2: Double the wishlists.

It's hard enough deciding what you want for your birthday and Christmas. Most people get a couple months to figure out both. I have to it all figured out by the time December rolls around.

Pro #2: Holiday sales.

That computer you’ve wanted all year? Grandma picked it up at Black Friday for half of what she would have paid in July, which means even more presents. Booyah #2.

Con #3: No pool parties.

Outside parties are a no go. I almost celebrated my birthday in July once because I wanted a pool party …

Pro #3: Winter themed parties.

However, pool parties are overrated. Movie nights on a rainy day, with the fireplace on, hot cocoa bar, peppermint flavored everything … means I basically have an excuse to throw two Christmas parties.

Con #4: No one can come to your party.

My parties were always pretty small unless I celebrated it two weeks early. Schedule it too late, and everyone is on vacation already. Once I got older, I couldn’t even celebrate it the weekend of -- because everyone is cramming for finals. Taking a final on your birthday = not fun.

Pro #4: Forget the gift receipt.

That weird desk knickknack from Grandpa? Talk about a perfect White Elephant gift: killing two birds with one pair of pants that don’t quite fit right but would look great on your friend.

And finally, neither a pro or con: What’s your Zodiac sign?

This is a mystery all December babies face. I spent the majority of my life as a proud Sagittarius until scientists decided I was actually an Ophiuchus? Jury’s still out on that one. Either way, I love being a December baby ... now I just have to figure out how to party on a school night and cram for that final at the same time.