A friend of mine told me this story about her aunt. It's worth reading. Promise.
Her aunt, being 9 months prego, was grocery shopping and just so happened to be in the pickle isle. All of a sudden, her water broke. Immediately, she grabbed a jar of pickles, smashed it to the floor, and walked away.
Smartest woman ever.
So don't judge me if you see me carrying around a jar of pickles. I'm a little nervous when that wonderful gush will happen (teaching high school, interpreting at college, or at the grocery store) or not happen, and I think this is the perfect way to not embarrass myself.
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