I woke up one morning the day before my due date feeling "not quite right".
Luckily my husband was off work that so we decided to give me a few hours to see if it was just a passing thing.
We decided to go to the movies, but I changed my mind right before we went to it and decided to walk around for a little bit. After about an hour, we decided to make a trip to labor and delivery.
Upon arrival, they examined me and said everything was fine. Of course I was discharged and told to "see how things went".
I was hungry, so we decided to not go straight home and to get me something to eat first. Well, during lunch at the restaurant, I started leaking fluid. I told my husband who for one reason or another, didn't believe me. That was until we stood up to leave and my water broke!!! There was a big gush of fluid and water all over the floor. I was mortified and hoped we could sneak out without too much attention from others that were trying to enjoy lunch.
My son was born 16.5 hours later exactly on his due date!!
That's a funny story.. afterwards! I can imagine you weren't laughing there and then when your water broke! Or could you seen the humor in the situation right then?