This is the memory of the first time I got water. I am fifty years old and now I have 2 children. The first time my water came in front of my mother was when she was 14 years old. We lived in ten (villages). It was one day in the winter when I realized that one of the eggs was hanging. The night he wanted to sleep, lubricate it with wax and close it tomorrow. That night, it was my dad's turn to help the fields and water, and he would not come home until noon tomorrow.
That night we wanted to go to sleep. My mother brought wax and told me to bring my pants so that I could apply wax. He also brought a few pieces of cotton. He laughed when he saw this scene, but he did not bring it to himself. A few seconds later, he asked, "How are you? I said you have a heart." After a few minutes, I felt that my body was shaking and 1 thick water came out of my body and spilled out. I was scared and said what happened to mom? He joked that he had a cold, his nose was watery, then he laughed, and I was in a good mood. I slept at night, in the morning when I woke up I saw that the eggs were all the same size and well.
