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When I was little, my parents used to tell me the story of where I came from:
They were really poor but wanted another daughter, so they got a big jar and started saving coins to buy one. It took a really long time, but eventually, they took the big jar full of coins to a baby store. They saw all kinds of babies, some with black hair, and some with pretty purple eyes. But while my sister was wandering around, she came across a beautiful little girl with golden locks and freckles, and called my parents over, and they agreed the moment they saw me. I was wrapped in pretty paper and ribbons like a present and brought home that day.
I used to believe that people got married and just wished for a baby. I dont even think anyone told me this, I just thought it up on my own.
When my little sister was born, my mom got me a present "from the baby" so that I would like the baby. I was really excited because the baby knew exactly what I wanted. But then, I asked my mom "Mama, where did the baby get that?" and my mom said "there is a mall inside my belly"
She tells me she told me right after she was just kidding, but somehow I missed the joke and I believed that there was a mall inside my mom's stomach for the longest time.
I had known about sex since I was little, and I knew about pregnancy and having babies, but I never knew that the two were related! So when people would say that someone had been trying to have a baby for a long time, I thought that meant that they sat around and concentrated really hard on getting pregnant.
I told my mom (I must of been around 7 because my brother was just a baby) that us girls have all the babies that they are going to have in our lives already inside of us. When we are ready to have a baby...somehow (this is the part I could not figure out) we would make them grow and the baby would be born.
Well, When I was younger, I went to a Catholic school. The way we learned sex education was to read it from a book. The book said that a woman got pregnant through an opening in her body, but they didn't say where....so I thought that there was a hole in every woman's side where they got pregnant.
When I was five my older sister told me that our mom found her in a cabbage patch and I actully believed her. :)
When I was about 5 I found my mother's book "What to Expect When You're Expecting" and I was fascinated by everything in it. Something got lost in translation, however, because I thought a trimester was a doctor's appointment you had to go to three times when you were pregnant. Well, my neighbor was pregnant, and one day my mother asked if I'd seen her, and I said, "No...maybe she had to go to her trimester today." That gave her a good laugh.
I understood how babies were made at an early age but was hazy on the details. I thought that the first time a woman had sex, the millions of sperm cells would fertilize every egg cell all at once. From then on, each month she would release a fertilized egg at ovulation and become pregnant unless she took birth control pills to prevent implantation. The first man she ever slept with would be the father of all her children. This explained why people made such a huge deal about waiting til marriage.
Forget the stork; I believed that when a baby was about to be born, all the 'fetuses" were lined up on a cloud in heaven, each securely in a car seat. When the mom was about to give birth, God would get the signal and push the baby off of the cloud, and they would land in the mom's belly just in time to...'pop' out.
My parents had me convinced babies came from a special baby store. You just went to the baby store, picked out one from the shelf, and took it home.
And when my sister was born, I told my mom to bring home a girl baby from the baby store, and she did. So when you're four years old, that means the baby store really is a true place.
When I was three or four years old and my mother was pregnant with my kid brother, I kept asking my mom if she was going to give birth to a kitty or a puppy.
While I understood the principle of pregnancy, I was convinced moms gave birth to everything, from birds to horsies.
During my mother's pregnancy with my youngest brother, they bought a book and talked to me and my two brothers about sex and where the new baby came from. From then on I believed that my parents only had sex four times - once for each kid they had. I thought sex automaticly resulted in kids untill 7th or 8th grade.
At the age of three, I used to believe that doctors and nurses made babies in the hospital and that you could get a baby on a first come, first serve basis. Many were the times when my poor mother had to try and distract me as we played "tug of war," while walking past the local hospital while I begged my mum, "Let's go in and get a baby Mummy! Let's go in and get a baby NOW! I want one NOW" "Tomorrow," she'd always tell me, " Not now. Maybe tomorrow. We'll go tomorrow." Sadly for me, tomorrow never came and I remain ( thirty three years later) an only "child"! Oh well!
i used to belive when we need a baby we can buy from the supermarket
I had asked my Mom where babies came from. She responded that a Mom and a Dad made a baby out of an egg. I wasn't able to pry the facts out of her for months; in the mean time I assumed that mom and dad went to an Egg Factory and assembled eggs (which closely represented Mr. Potato Heads) together... Daddy added his pieces, and Mommy added hers...
My daghter got very curious about how babies get in the mommys tummy. She was not satisfied with the safe answers I was providing. So I gave her a slightly technical but edited version of how it startes to grow in the mommy. I told her mommys have very small eggs inside them, and that daddys put a lot of very small sperm inside the mommy that have a race and swim to the egg. Who ever gets there first goes in the egg, and startes growing into a baby. She seemed satisfied with the answer. I asked if she had any questions and she replyed No. about a week later we were going to the store just me and her. She was very quiet and I asked her what she was thinking. She said," Moma does sperms got faces?" I replyed "No honey why?" She then asked me how they know how to get to the egg if they can not see where they are going. I replyed, "They just know." I was trying so hard not to laugh.
When I was four my mother had an ectopic pregnancy. My parents were explaining to me what was going on and they told me that, "The baby is stuck in the tube leading to where the baby is supposed to grow." Well, savvy little 4-year-old that I was, I knew darn well that babies grew in the tummy. I further knew that the esophagus (although I likely didn't know the word) was the tube that lead to the tummy. For years I thought the baby had been lodged in my mother's throat.
i used to believe that the term "sleeping together" really meant that they slept together, as in fell asleep at the same time and that's how women got pregnant, I could never figure out how the whole penis in vagina thing worked while you were snoring away...
My son is 4, and everytime I show him pictures related to the pregnanacy with the huge belly, he thinks I eat him and that is why he was in my belly, I can't explaind how it asully happend yet.