My little sister was three weeks away from having her first baby. We were out with my mum and gran at Café Seven. Well, Jodi my sister, and I went to the bathroom and we were talking away – me in one cubicle and her in the other. It went silent, then she said,
‘Leanne! My waters have broken!’
I think, well, before she could do anything, she had to grab with both hands her baby! She had given birth in the Café Seven toilet to my wee nephew, Layton! Tough!
That was the most crazy time, but lovely at the same time. A wee peek into my life.