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I was a sophomore at University of Alabama at Birmingham, in a statistics lab in the basement. It was one of those once a week marathon classes. Because it was in the basement, there was no cell service. By the time I came upstairs onto the street, most everything had happened. There was national guard on every street corner. Because UAB is a HUGE research hospital and Birmingham is a major telecommunications hub for 9 states, they were concerned about additional attacks, and were ushering people off the streets.
I had 75 missed calls and the 2nd tower fell right when I got to a tv. I spent the rest of the day at home with my family watching tv.
Now, being hormonal and pregnant, I don't think I can watch much of the 9/11 anniversary coverage. Its overwhelming.
I was working at a daycare center. Our supervisor ran outside and said she heard on the radio there had been a terrorist attack on New York City.
DH and I were still dating at the time and I remember frantically trying to reach him all day but cell towers were overloaded and calls wouldn't go through. He lived in Maine but wasn't sure if he had been in Boston that day (and I was fearing that Boston could be a target as it's a major city). I didn't reach him until 5 pm.
I was a junior in college. The summer of 2001, I had a teaching internship in NYC. I would run on the Brooklyn Promanade most mornings, which faces lower Manhattan an, thus the World Trade Center buildings. I remember staring out that way on my runs.
There was a shopping Mall in the basement of one of the buildings, my friends and I went shopping there several times, I can remember so clearly walking around the buildings and having to stretch my neck all the way back to see the top.
I flew home out of JFK on Aug 11, 2001.
So, when it happened, even though I wasn't in NYC at the time, it was all very real to me. Watching the coverage on TV was surreal.
My college boyfriend was from Long Island and was supposed to leave to drive back home the morning of Sept 11- My Mom called and asked me if he had left yet, I said "No". She said"Well, he's not leaving today."
I can't watch any of the tribute shows and all that. I just can't . I still think about it as it is.
I was a freshman in college on my way to class. Going through the campus center and all the TVs were on with people crowded around them when the first tower was burning. I made it back to my dorm to watch the second plane hit.
One of my friends was from NYC, her mother worked at a school blocks away from ground zero. Everyone on our floor spent hours trying to get through to check if her family was ok. Happy to report they all made it out of the city safe. So many weren't as lucky. What a terrible day.
I was a sophomore in college, was on a class break and this girl casually said "did you hear another plane crashed into the Pentagon?" I didn't even know anything happened. We got back to class and our teacher was a wreck. Classes were cancelled the rest of the day and everyone was in the quad reading the special edition newspaper that had just been printed.
My mom was working for Lockheed Martin at the time, and growing up we were always told that if there was an attack on the US, it would be a target. It was a scary time when I couldn't get a hold of her. Thankfully, they weren't affected.
I remember going to the city in November '11, going down to ground zero. They were still putting out fires. It was heartbreaking.
I was in my freshman HS english class. We turned it on after the first plan hit, and we all thought it was an accident. Then the second plane hit...and our world changed forever.
Im not sure which was worse. Being a kid and coming to age in this post 9/11 world, or being an adult and being affected by the all the changes even more since you knew what it was like pre 9/11.
westrose:I was sitting in AP United States History my sophomore year of high school when a teacher came in and told us to put the TV on. It was in Bio the next class period that I saw the second plane hit the other tower. Those are images and emotions that I will never forget.
Me too... all of this except Bio. Weird.
I was a senior in high school. I was getting ready for school and my dad called me into his room. We watched the coverage of the event and we then saw the second plane crash into the south tower.
On my way to HS, I was listening to the coverage on the radio. That was then I was informed that the pentagon was hit also.
My only teacher that let us watch the news during school was my government teacher. We had to do school work in every other class
Wow this is really going to show my age. 10 years ago I was 10. I was living in CA at the time so it was around 6am when the planes began to hit. So I was asleep. Very uneventful. But I do remember waking up because my parents were talking really loud in the living room about planes. So I got up and asked what was going on. Being 10 years old kinda made it a little less REAL for me. Sounds terrible I know.
My heart goes out to all those who lost someone that day.
lauranicole91:Wow this is really going to show my age. 10 years ago I was 10. I was living in CA at the time so it was around 6am when the planes began to hit. So I was asleep. Very uneventful. But I do remember waking up because my parents were talking really loud in the living room about planes. So I got up and asked what was going on. Being 10 years old kinda made it a little less REAL for me. Sounds terrible I know.My heart goes out to all those who lost someone that day.
I'm just about there with you. I was in 7th grade and didn't learn about it until I got to school. In my first class the teacher turned on the TV and I remember thinking it was an accident, that it wasn't really a terrorist attack, because how could anyone do that on purpose? It took me that whole day to come to terms with what had really happened.
My thoughts will be with those we lost, and those who gave everything to help others.
I was working in Boston in the John Hancock Tower. We were listening to Howard Stern on the radio when the first plane hit. At first we didn't think it was real and it was part of his skit. It got really scary fast since we were in the tallest building in the city they thought we might be a target.
They evacuated the building really fast but we couldn't go anywhere because all the trains cancelled. There were armed guards everywhere and the city was chaotic. We finally got home and I was glued to the television all day. It was so sad and a feeling I will never remember.
The days to follow were the saddest. Every time we would call our brokers/traders to clear our trades the lines were out of service. So many in the financial industry didn't make it and entire companies passed. It was so sad and I still remember it like it was yesterday.
I was a senior in college. I was getting ready to go meet with the biggest jerk of a professor in the entire math department. He thought myself and a couple girls cheated on our homework, even after he said it was fine if we "worked together". I walked to campus and was listening to the radio on my walk the when I heard about the first plane that hit. When I got to his office he didn't even care that this was happening to our country. By the time he was done accusing me of cheating, (which we didn't we just worked together, there is a major difference) the 2nd plane had hit and I was in the student activities office. That's where I saw the towers fall, shortly after the campus was closed and I headed back to the sorority house.
My heart still goes out to all the family and friends of all the heroes of that day!!
I was in 8th grade English class. Another teacher from across the hall ran in crying telling our teacher to turn on the TV. We watched the 2nd plane hit. It was the most terrifying experience of my life. Our school went into lock down and we all sat in the hall and watched the tragedy unfold. My mom came and got me from school early and we watched the coverage until we all fell asleep on the couch. School the next day was cancelled for us.
I'll never forget, and all of the coverage now is flooding back memories. I hope all of our babies never have to experience something that tragic.
On September 10th I moved from Philly to the NJ/NYC area to start my new job (that I'm still at). I didn't know a soul in North Jersey. The morning of the 11th, a colleague came into my office and said he heard on the radio that a plane crashed into the WTC. The Internet was down so we all crowded around someone's radio. My colleague knew that I was away from my family and friends and brought myself and another colleague to his apartment so that I wouldn't be alone. To this day, they are my 2 closest friends at work.
Meanwhile, my boyfriend at the time was in training for the Secret Service in DC. All he knew is that I was near NYC, but didn't know where. We were so relieved when we got a hold of each other.
Flash forward 10 years, I now have a husband, a nice circle of friends and live in the town that lost the most people per capita on 9/11. Three members of my wedding party worked in the towers but either weren't there that day or got out. I can't imagine my life without them. DH lost a few friends and acquaintances. I feel much more connected to the events now than I did 10 years ago.