I used to think women gave birth to babies by vomiting them up -- because they were in their bellies. I never thought how they got in there to begin with.
I used to believe babies were 9 months old when they were born
I used to believe that the babys born in the back part of your body and not in the reproductive system.
When I was a child I use to think that the babies born in a plant
I used to think adopted babies were transplanted into another woman's stomach so she would still the birth mother but not having conceived it.
I used to believe that child arrived in a family from fly
I used to believe that birth and labour happened in a matter of minutes, up to ten. Not that it took hours and hours. I didn’t think it was painful, just a little stressful and that the shots were taken every day to calm you down.
When I was 3, I really wanted a baby sister, since I was kinda lonely. I have an older brother, but he has autism, so I couldn't really communicate with him. Anyway, I used to believe that you could just get a baby from the hospital, like a "baby store" or something. I begged my parents for a sister named Dashalina (which was also what I had named my favorite pink stuffed animal dog), and they asked where we would get it from. I had always said the same thing each time: "from the hospital." My parents jokingly asked if I would steal it from another person, which made me cry, since I felt guilty and sad just from the thought of it. I knew that the hospital wasn't a "baby factory" where babies are manufactured, but it had never occurred to me that the hospitals had to get the baby from somewhere, and that they don't just magically appear out of nowhere. I recall my mom telling me that the baby came from her stomach, and me asking, "how did it get it THERE? Did you eat it?" It wasn't until I was 7 when I discovered sex. I didn't know that sex was how I was born, though, until I was about 8 and a half. And when I was 10, I read this puberty book for girls (it was surprisingly interesting), and I found out that the man's "thingy" has to go into the woman's "thingyhole." I am currently 11 and in 6th grade.
To younger kids: Don't try to rush your life. Being a kid is exciting and you only get this opportunity once. Enjoy life. Have the most fun you can. After this you will never get to do it again.
I used to think that babies were born from the mother's belly button.
Growing up it was my mom, dad, my younger sister and I. At some point I remember asking my mom if she had my sister and our dad had me. I knew there was a difference between boys and girls so it made sense that boys gave birth to boys, and girls gave birth to girls.
I was born via c-section and I used to think that all babies were born via c-section, open the mother's belly they used a chainsaw and a pair of kitchen scissors, and then a baby just jumped out.
I used to think that babies came out of the butt
My mom had a cesarean section when she gave birth to me and my siblings, so I thought all babies were born by the doctors slicing open the mother's stomach and taking out the baby. Strangely, this didn't really frighten me.
When I was little I thought that women got pregnant randomly, and that men had nothing to do with the process of pregnancy. This caused me to believe that I was in no way related to my dad, and he was just some person who we decided to live with.
when I was very young I thought there was no such things as baby's. and that god would build us then just drop us through a hole in the clouds, equipped with a parachute. and we floated down to earth as you were. young...old, what ever.
i used to think boys were born from men and girls were born from women
I used to think that women had a secret door on their stomach that babies opened when they were born
This isn't mine, but my niece's. A while back, my sister and brother in law did that gender-reveal thing where they open a bag of balloons and the balloons were blue, meaning they were having a boy. My niece was devastated because she wanted a sister. But then she had an idea. When nobody was looking, she painted the balloons pink, thinking that would make the baby a girl. For months she continually insisted that the baby was a girl, throwing a tantrum whenever her parents would try to correct her. Even after the baby was born, she would call him Annie instead of Andy.
That was years ago. They're both in their teens now, and she still jokingly refers to him as her sister.
When I was little I used to believe babies came from stores. When my little brother was born I was mad at my parents for picking a boy.
I thought that doctors would climb into a mom's vagina to coach the baby out. Then the mom would have to push both out.
I thought that a c-section was when a bunch of doctors climbed in because the baby was stubborn. I was told that I was born by a c-section, and I felt so bad that I had caused her that much pain!