It’s not difficult to remember what I was doing 15 years ago today.
It was the longest day of the year and a Sunday. I was still married to my Chinese husband, who went out that day to rehearse a musical performance he was working on for later that summer.
I remember lounging on our one living room sofa, trying to find a comfortable position while I attempted to read and rest of up before heading back to work the next day. And yes, I was very pregnant.
At some point that afternoon, after my husband had returned, I told him that I wasn’t feeling well. I wondered how anyone could work in her last couple weeks of pregnancy. If this was how I was going to feel until my due date two weeks away, I wasn’t sure how I’d make it.
That was June 21, 1998.
The next morning around 5 o’clock, I woke up several minutes before my water broke. Needless to say, I didn’t have to go back to work for another couple of unpaid months.
My baby will be 15 tomorrow.
Happy Birthday Jake!
Thank you so much, Judy! I’ll pass your message to him when I write to him at camp tonight!
Congratulations! That reminds me so much of my pregnant Chinese coworkers. One of them was also at work the day before her water broke, seems like the situation hasn’t changed that much for pregnant women in China in the last 15 years.
Thanks so much! I was actually in San Francisco at that point. Since I had just started that job a month and a half earlier, I was a bit worried to go on leave so quickly. But it all worked out!