My DD was born on the 6th of September (which was the Thursday before) and I didn't get to come back home until Sunday due to C-sxn birth. We came home to our hot water heater having ruptured and overflowed into our basement. Hmmm, new baby, tired mama, no hot water....much swearing. We got it repaired the next day (Monday) to the tune of $750
: plus I had to deal with the plumber in and out of the house all day.
Just when I thought things had settled down, I woke up Tuesday morning and headed to the computer to check my message board. Someone had posted some bizarre message about a plane crashing into the WTC and later into the Pentagon.
eh? So I tried to log onto CNN's website and *couldn't*....then I got vaguely chilled and concerned. Turned on the TV and there, in living color, was the sight of the WTC towers on fire and within a couple of minutes a shot of the 2nd plane hitting. Woke up DH and said I thought he needed to come to the lounge and see something. We both sat in horror for a while, then I went and scooped up my new little DD and just sobbed.
I was grateful that DH was home on paternity leave with me. At least we got to spend that time together as a newly-minted but scared family.