story9673.xml
Title
story9673.xml
Source
born-digital
Media Type
story
Date Entered
2003-09-11
911DA Story: Story
I was 9 months pregnant and I had started my maternity leave on Monday. my husband got up and went to work like normal. At just before 8, my own alarm went off. The ShockJock on the radio said something about a plane and a building in New York. I thought it was a joke, but in a second of panic, I KNEW something was wrong.
I got up and turned on the TV. It was all over the news, the first building. At this point, the newscasters weren't even sure what had hit the building. Was it a plane? but surely it couldn't have been a commercial airliner! a small plane? how did it get by radar? a bomb? It was so much confusion. Ofcourse, I was glued to the TV screen with that deep weight in my stomache as the second plane came out of no where. more confusion on the TV. I needed to talk to my husband.
We had just moved and didn't have our phone connected yet. I walked to the corner to call him. It was a glorious day outside. Perfect temperature, little fluffy clouds in the sky. The old Polish men on my street sat outside on the steps and smoked their cigars like normal. I wanted to yell at them to get inside! Turn on your TVs and see that the world is changing before our eyes! but I didn't. I called my husband, frantic. He told me to go home and he would send someone over to be with me.
Our friend from down the street with his cellphone came over. He didn't want to be alone anyway, he said. We sat on the couch and and speculated what has happening and what would happen. When the towers fell, the two of us were dumbstruck. I think "oh my God" was the only phrase from my lips for an hour.
my husband had to work late, logging people off his company's system in NYC. People he wasn't sure were alive or dead. YOu could see it on his face.
We spent the next two days together on the couch watching all the coverage and wondering how we could bring a child into this world.
My daughter was born on September 29th, 2001. I saved all the newspapers for her. I want her to be able to go back and read what people were thinking and feeling instead of just watching some footage in a history class.
I got up and turned on the TV. It was all over the news, the first building. At this point, the newscasters weren't even sure what had hit the building. Was it a plane? but surely it couldn't have been a commercial airliner! a small plane? how did it get by radar? a bomb? It was so much confusion. Ofcourse, I was glued to the TV screen with that deep weight in my stomache as the second plane came out of no where. more confusion on the TV. I needed to talk to my husband.
We had just moved and didn't have our phone connected yet. I walked to the corner to call him. It was a glorious day outside. Perfect temperature, little fluffy clouds in the sky. The old Polish men on my street sat outside on the steps and smoked their cigars like normal. I wanted to yell at them to get inside! Turn on your TVs and see that the world is changing before our eyes! but I didn't. I called my husband, frantic. He told me to go home and he would send someone over to be with me.
Our friend from down the street with his cellphone came over. He didn't want to be alone anyway, he said. We sat on the couch and and speculated what has happening and what would happen. When the towers fell, the two of us were dumbstruck. I think "oh my God" was the only phrase from my lips for an hour.
my husband had to work late, logging people off his company's system in NYC. People he wasn't sure were alive or dead. YOu could see it on his face.
We spent the next two days together on the couch watching all the coverage and wondering how we could bring a child into this world.
My daughter was born on September 29th, 2001. I saved all the newspapers for her. I want her to be able to go back and read what people were thinking and feeling instead of just watching some footage in a history class.
Collection
Citation
“story9673.xml,” September 11 Digital Archive, accessed January 25, 2025, https://911digitalarchive.org/items/show/7256.