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When I found out that only women can have babies, I used to think that a baby could just come out any time I went to the bathroom. Whenever I sat down, I would think, "I hope this isn't the time the baby comes."
I used to believe that a pregnant woman could be pregnant again before giving birth, so I wondered if the second baby could be born before the previous one.
my son who was born by c-section asked me one day how he was born. i explained to him that they cut him out thru my stomach and then they stitched me back up afterwards. he then always wondered how big was that sewing machine.
When I was really little I used to believe that all babies were born on Labor Day and then were assigned an actual birthday....not only that but I also believed babies came out of the bellybutton
I once beleived that when you were having a baby, you HAD to scream alot, and if you didn't no baby for you!
(this was fortunetly cleard up after a couple months)
when i was old enough,mum told me how much i weighed when i was born - which was 7lb 10. i thought thats how much mum had to pay for me.
I used to believe that when being born, your mom would give birth to an egg, and later you would hatch
When i was little i thaught that the man had to stick his penis into the womans vagina in the hospital room so that the baby would have somthing to hold on to on the way out.
When I was a very little girl, my grandmother (as I'm sure many Southern grandmothers have done) told me that if I ate the seeds of a watermelon I would have a baby. This perplexed me a lot. I wanted another baby (I'm an only child), but I didn't think that *I* was the one who should be having it. Furthermore, I didn't yet understand that girls had a place for something other than pee and poo. I thought that my vagina was just place where my pee came out, and therefore, that couldn't be the place where a baby would come from. My bottom couldn't be it, either, that was just even more gross. So after *MUCH* thinking, I finally came to the conclusion that mommy's must have their babies shoot out of their mouths. It was the only other opening that I could think of at the time, and this, along with my grandmother's story about the watermelon seeds, seemed like a logical conclusion at the time... Unfortunately, I saw that alternative as somewhat terrifying, and there was a period of time during which I swore to myself that I would never have kids. :O)
In sixth grade somehow the topic of babies came up. My teacher was saying something about how the father had to catch the baby when a boy named Ralph raised his hand.
"Yes?" Said the teacher.
"Why does the dad have to catch it?"
The teacher looked at him kind of puzzed for a moment, and before he could answer Ralph continued--
"Does it shoot out like a football or something?"
When my little brother was little (about 5) he asked my dad where babies came from. Dad told him that they come out of the mother through the birth canal. Later on that day dad told my brother to tell my mother what he had learned about babies that day. He said that daddy told him that babies come from the "baby corral".
when i was little and not as smart as i am now, I was under the impression there were two types of birth. Those which you had through your stomach (near enough right on this one) and the other through slicing open the crook in your arm............i havent a clue how i dreamt up that one.
I thought haveing a baby had to come out the stomach and women needed to go to the hospital to get an incision to let it come out yep to my surprise when i found out where it really comes out
my mother was frustrated with me asking how babies were made until she finally sat me down and tried to explain it. She said that when a man and a woman love each other very much and have been married for a long time they go to bed, take off all of their clothes and then ....make love.... then nine months later a baby comes out. (the obvious questions that surrounded what "make love" meant seemed unimportant at the time.) What I could not figure out is HOW the baby came out. My mom told me that when it was time the woman "just knew" and she would push. I asked her if it was like going number two and she said yes. I was satisfied with that answer and she was relieved. But for the next several years I would check the toilet every time she or I had gone to see if there would be a baby in the bowl.
I was the only child until my younger sister came along when I was two. I knew that she had come form mommy. Oddly enough, however, I held the belief that my two boy cousins had come from my uncle. In my mind girls *obviously* came from mommies and boys came from daddies. I never got a brother so it wasn't until a few years later that my mom set me straight about it. I find it interesting that I can still recall this childhood theory and distinctly remember believing it.
When my mom was pregnant with my little brother my mom and dad were standing in the kitchen playing around and my dad joked that he would punch my mom on the stomach and make the baby pop out. "Where does the baby pop out from?" I asked my mom and she said "A little trap door." For many years later I beleived that women had a cellar door with hinges and a ring to pull that would pop open and dump the baby out.
I used to think that babies came out of Mum's mouth. This was logical, as I knew they grew in Mum's tummy, and the only connection between the outside world and Mum's tummy that I knew about was the mouth. My brother corrected me on this one, he told me babies came out of Mum's butt!
when i was 4, my mom was pregnant with my little brother. i remember once, she was rubbing her big belly saying " wake up, austin! wake up!" For some reason, i imagined her belly being divided into 4 compartments, and in 1 of them (i even remember where it was! the top left compartment!) was a little fox in a fox den sleeping on a bed, while another fox was saying "wake up austin!" well, later, when my mom went into labor, my grandma stayed home with us. she kept saying, "Austin's coming! Austin's coming!" I was sooooo scared, cuz I thought a fox was gonna be coming, and wasn't sure if it would eat me or not! I still remember the day of his birth, and my surprise when a baby came instead :)
I just didn't understand how babie's were made and born. My mom finally came up with the tail that, 'You have to buy fariy dust and put it in your belly button, and 9 months later, a baby comes out!' This terrified me, and I would constantly spends hours staring at my belly button, thinking of how a baby could even fit threw a belly button. I even thought that the baby was born small, and you would have to add water to make it grow!
I use to think taht anyone could get pregnant and have a baby. So one day I decided that my mom gave birth to my dad and my dad gave birth to my sister, my sister gave birth to my brother (even though he was the oldest), and my brother gave birth to me. It made me happy to think my brother was my life giver... But thinking back.. That bit is VERY scary.
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