Friday, September 24, 2010


7:58 a.m. - United Airlines Flight 175 departs Boston for Los Angeles,

carrying 56 passengers, two pilots, and seven flight attendants. The

Boeing 767 is hijacked after takeoff and diverted to New York.

7:59 a.m. - American Airlines Flight 11 departs Boston for Los

Angeles, carrying 81 passengers, two pilots, and nine flight

attendants. This Boeing 767 is also hijacked and diverted to New York.

8:01 a.m. - United Airlines Flight 93, a Boeing 757 carrying 38

passengers, two pilots, and five flight attendants, leaves Newark, N.J.,

for San Francisco.

8:10 a.m. - American Airlines Flight 77 departs Washington's

Dulles International Airport for Los Angeles, carrying 58 passengers,

two pilots, and four flight attendants. The Boeing 757 is hijacked

after takeoff.

8:46 a.m. - American Flight 11 from Boston crashes into the North

Tower at the World Trade Center.

9:03 a.m. - United Flight 175 from Boston crashes into the South

Tower at the World Trade Center.

- U.S. Federal Aviation Administration shuts down all New

York area airports.

9:21 a.m. - Bridges and tunnels leading into New York City

are closed.

9:25 a.m. - All domestic flights are grounded by U.S. Federal

Aviation Administration.

9:45 a.m. - American Flight 77 crashes into The Pentagon.

10:05 a.m. - The South Tower at the World Trade Center collapses.

10:05 a.m. - The White House is evacuated.

10:10 a.m. - A large section of one side of The Pentagon collapses.

10:10 a.m. - United Flight 93 crashes in a wooded area in

Pennsylvania, after passengers confront hijackers.

10:28 a.m. - The North Tower at the World Trade Center collapses.


May God bless the many souls who lost their lives, on September 11, 2001, at

the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and on airline flights 11, 175, 77, & 93.

The courage and sacrifice shown by the FDNY firefighters, the NYC Police, and

other NYC EMS will never be forgotten. History will remember 9/11/2001.
This day will carry a whole new meaning for me now.  It is a day of prayer, a day of silence, a day to remember all of those who have lost their lives in the tragic attacks against our country.  I remember that day as if it were yesterday  how could anyone do such a awful thing and how could any God let it happen?  I never knew why and was always and still will be saddend by that day.  Sat. September 11th 2010 I lay in bed watching the news of all the recaps of that awful day crying thinking what an bad day to have a birthday.  Yes I was contracting thinking please let them go away  I don't want my babe to share a day with this tradgedy, this day is for remembrance only, little did I know that my sweet little baby girl was well on her way.  By 11:30 in the morning my contractions fizzeled out so I decided to go to fox River and do my elderly hair.  It was around 2:30 that I was having some teeth grinding pains.  I just smiled and thought to myself lets get all these ladies done and get home so by 4:30 that is what I did.  I drove home with my white  knuckles glued to the steering wheel from the pain(okay it wasn't to bad but it still hurt) pulled in the drive and waddeled my way to the bedroom where I laid for about 2 hours until Brad decided that the yard was good, the boys were ready, the car had gas, and his shower was taken, and Payton's "friend" of the male gender was gone, and that we could go to the hospital.  GRRRRR  My sister about scooped me up and took me herself.  We got to the hospital and I was a good 5 so they kept me about an hour later I was a 6-7 and  I decided that I was not superwoman anymore and opted for the epideral I was not in agonizing pain they were bearable but I just thought the last contraction was stronger enough that if they got stronger which I new they would some man sitting beside  me shootin the sh@# with the nurse and my sister would have to pay dearly!!  At 10:52 with three pushes my precious nameless baby girl was here.  She just walked right out with no problem  it was just like you would see on t.v.  I looked down and scooped her up (with the help of the doctor) and she was placed on my chest and in an  instant love was formed.  It wasn't until later that I realized that this day would carry a new meaning.  I would never forget the brave men and women of that day but I realized that life does go on and  I will pass that day on to my new little one and we will have new memories to make on that day as we had already did.  So with that never forget those lost but remember that life  always prevails and goes on.
So I would like to introduce my sweet little baby girl
Little Miss Piper Jane Mann


DeAnn said... this post! Welcome to this world Sweet, Sweet, Piper Jane! You're already so loved...amazing!

Ginder Family said...

Such a sweet post!! Congrats!! She is so freak'en cute!!

jodi said...

Love his post too! I too can share in your joy and pain of 9/11
- Now it has an even greater meaning of love as I can share it with little Piper. It really is hard to celebrate on a day that holds so much pain and agony for all of us, but I sure am glad we will have lots of happy 9/11's to enjoy now too!

Mandie said...

Awww, too sweet! I just now read this and it brought tears to my eyes!