September Celebration
I leaned over to my client and whispered, “If I leave the courtroom suddenly, it’s because I’m in labor.” She was the mother of three, so I knew she would understand. Earlier that morning my body gave clear signs that “this was the day” I would give birth to my first child. My client had waited for months for her court date. She was desperate for child support, this was the day, and I was determined there be no further delay. It was September 20, 1983, well before the era of cell phones for every day living. It was the
