Giving birth in the Port Authority

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When one is commuting to work while hugely pregnant, one thinks about these things. Especially because it happened just yesterday (no, not to me, you ninny: you think I’d blog about something as cool as that without photographic evidence?):

A Massachusetts woman traveling to Oklahoma City with her three young children has given birth to a fourth child during rush hour at the Port Authority Bus Terminal in Manhattan.

All’s well that ended well:

A spokesman says the baby girl was delivered about 5:52 p.m. near Gate 24 in the south wing.

Now, you might ask what a nine-months-preggo lady was doing in cross-country transit—with her three little ones, no less. I would, too, except that I was very nearly in similar straits. Up until a few days ago, I thought I’d be traveling to Japan right now to visit with my mother in hospice. But she emerged from her morphine haze in time to reach through the phone and smack me upside the head. She didn’t agree with me that giving birth on a transpacific flight would make for a great blog posting.

“But Mama,” I said. “Someone gave birth in the bus station yesterday. At least Japan Airlines has towels.”

So this is me apologizing in advance for what will likely be a boring posting from a New Jersey hospital just lousy with clean towels.