It's nothing in my eyes. In college someone explained it all this way.
Our species still carries a set of genes that understands and connects seasons. And when a child is born the baby in some ways feels the world it was born into by bonding and feeling those seasonal aspects of life. Children of the spring are strongly driven towards a goal or some sort, and openly loving. Summer children are more carefree, and willing to have relaxed funloving interludes in their free time. In the fall children are more cautious and are often more prepared for life, and difficulties. And then there are the winter children who in infancy learn the warmth of tenderness, sharing, and the bonds of family and love.
This is probably as silly as astrology, but I remembered it well. It was the early 70's, we were sitting on a beach while smoking a ton of weed, and it made sense when our friend was rattling on.
Kathy