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When I was a kid my mother told me that babies came from her belly button. I thought she was a liar, because I was certain my sister and I each came from one of her boobs, which was why most women my mother's age had large breasts and hers were very small.
I did mess with the stork idea for awhile but the boob Idea stuck until I just didn't care to figure it out anymore. When I found out the truth I think I was in shock, because I lost interest in girls for awhile and tried not to think of how pretty they were. I guess nothing curbs sexual appetite in the young better than the nasty truth.
Now I am totally fascinated by it.
I used to believe that babies were made at the early learning centre (a childrens toy shop) as everytime i walked past with my mum, she would say 'You cant go in there, its for babies!'
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 about six or so, I asked my aunt where babies came from. She told me storks brought them to mothers in the hospital. I asked why the women at the hospital screamed and she told me the storks were man-eating and were trying to eat the mothers after the long flight. I believed her for the longest time...
When I was about 4, I thought that babies were born by climbing a ladder from the Moms stomach, up her throat and to her mouth and once they came out of her mouth they would then grow to normal baby size. To me it was the only logical way a baby could get out from the Moms tummy since there weren't any other openings for them to use.
Me and my Mom still laugh about it to this day and try to figure out how I ever thought up such a thing.
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.
I thought you had to get a license in order to be a parent (which acutally might not be a bad idea!)
When I was about 8 years old, I used to watch a few TV programs from time to time. One of them was "Please Don't Eat The Daisies", which was a short lived sitcom about a family with four boys (two of them twins), similar in style to the Brady Bunch that came out a few years later. In "Daisies", the mother was kind of bubble headed, a bit wacky/silly. Somehow I had the idea that when a mother had a lot of kids, it mentally drained her, to the point where if she had too many she'd become really stupid. So I cautioned my mother not to have any more children (I was the oldest of 2). She asked me why and I said "because I wouldn't want you to become stupid." Well, I explained my crazy notion and she laughed, telling me it wasn't true. Even still, I secretly believed it might be true until I was a few years older and I asked a few "careful" questions of my elementary school science teacher, to later learn how silly the idea really was. ;-)
i thought that in order to give birth to a baby two people would go to the hospital, have sex, then a baby would come out a couple minutes later
When I was little I asked my mom how I got out of her stomach and she told me she had a C-section. I didn't understand what that was, and I thought she meant sea section. So until I was about 9, when I found out the true meaning, I thought I was born on a ship.
when i was little i asked my mom how the doctor's knew if a baby was a boy or a girl. my mom told me they had a "special gift" because they were doctors.
I used to belief that girls are giving birth to girls and boys are giving birth to boys.. Until my dad said that it doesn't matter.. That girls can have boys and boys can have girls.. LOL
up unitl the age of eleven i used to think that all pregnant women had to do was push their belly buttons back in to make the stork bring the baby. when i asked my mother this she laughed at me and said through happy tears "if only"
When I was very young, I used to believe that when babies were born, they came along with all of their initial baby clothes. I always pictured myself being born in a cute yellow dress, with a bunch of hangers of outfits in each hand!
At the age of seventeen, my now ex-boyfriend asked me why men had belly-buttons, I said "why do you ask" He responded, "Well I thought that's where the baby came out on the woman" (I think his mom had a c-section when having his sister) When I told him the truth, he said "So that's why women scream so much when they have babies on tv!
i used to believe that women gave birth out of their ears. when i was very young i saw a birth on tv and the baby came out of a flappy opening with hair around it. the only place i had hair was on my head! i carried this image with me and told all my friends about my newly discovered fact!
At our local 'toys r us' there was a section called 'babies r us' just before my sister was born my patrents seemed to spend alot of time in that section, and when she was born they were telling everyone how she was 10 pounds. So i figured babies came from a big factory that had a conveyor belt, u were slowly put togetther by machines, then they sent u to Toys r us where u were bought. Weird huh
That my dad gave birth to my brothers,and my
my mom had all the girls
I used to think they cut the mom open, put the full-size baby in, waited nine months and then cut the mom open again to get the baby 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)