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I used to believe that my grandpa was pregnant... he was all muscle everywhere else except for his very round belly. When I couldn't take the weight anymore, I had to ask him why his water hadn't broken yet... I had to explain to him why I thought this, too. He laughed and said that boys stayed pregnant longer than girls.. it wasn't until I was 8 or 9 that I finally found out that it was a beer belly..
I still remember checking him every day... *sigh*
When I saw a pregnant woman I always believed they had a football under their dress and were off to the park to play with it.
When I was a child I used to believe that boys were born in vegetables and girls in flowers.
When I was younger I used to believe that the moon and the sun were married.
If they turned around the earth it was because they were separated and the sun was following the moon.
When I was little, I used to believe that when babies were born, parents would have to guess at the names becuse the gender wouldn't be known until the child started to play with gender-specific toys (dolls or trucks). I was so glad that my parents had chosen my name accurately because I LOVED to play with dolls.
when i was ittle i live on a barn and there was this rooster mating with a hen and when they do "that" the rooster plucks the hens feathers out(i have no idea why) and on the same day my mom said she might me pregnent and i started crying and i was really mad at my dad so my mom talked to me and she bursted out laughing because i thought my dad was going to rip all of my mom's hair out!
Being a smart kid who could read at age three has it's disadvantages as well as its benefits.
When I was almost five, reading an encyclopedia that my parents had, the article dealing with pregnancy showed a cross-section diagram of a woman's interior, showing the uterus, the bladder, and the rectum. Since they were grouped in the same picture, I thought they all pertained to pregnancy.
I figured that the mother's first child grew in the uterus, the second child in the bladder, and the third child in the rectum.
Families with four children had me stumped.
Also, my little brain misread the word "muscular" and interpreted it as "musical." I thought unborn babies listened to music while waiting to be born.
I heard my mother comment to various people that it took her seven years before she had me. I stood my ground when my statement of "my mum was pregant for 7 years" was questioned by friends.
When I was about 9, I saw the multiracial "Cinderella" movie on TV (the one with Brandy and Whitney Houston). For about the next year or so, I believed that if a black woman and a white man had a baby, the baby would be Asian.
I always thought that if I weed in the bath I would make all the sponges pregnant and baby sponges would pop out at midnight because we always got new sponges if I weed in the bath.
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.
When I was young.. I used to ask where i came from. My mum would tell me "Mum and Dad made you" This made me to believe that my parents got sent a cardboard box full of all my body parts and a set of instructions and they carefully read the instructions and put me together. (kinda like a robot)
I used to believe that before my sisters and I were born, we all lived one on top of another in my Mum's torso, against a red background, until we came out in order. We had our own oven and stove.
When I was little my brother used to tell me I was a test tube baby. At school when people would ask me who my parents were, I would tell them I didnt have parents because I was born in a test tube. I believed this until I was 10.
When I was younger my parents told me I came from a Sears catalog and that I use to be a model.So whenever we drove by Sears they told me they were taking me back because I was being bad. I would try to hide behind the seat and I would cry.
My parents had two friends who were unable to have children. They were both very fat, so I thought that they couldn't reproduce because their large bellies prevented them from getting close enough to each other to have intercourse. Of course it turned out to be a fertility problem...
I remember when our dog was on heat,mum thought it was an opportune time to tell me about reproduction as I'd seen the neighbours dog on the back of our dog. She didn't mention the female had another opening and I recall holding onto my bun and thinking Nooooo!!!
I was very very naieve child, and my parents never told me anything about sex. So you can imagine my suprise when my best friend told me where babies came from. She told me that adults "bounced and jilted each others bums" and I subsequently made sure my backside was always facing the wall, in case I accidently got pregnant.
At some point before my little brother was born (I was almost 2), my parents asked me where babies came from. I told them that babies came from Mexico! Evidently my grandparents were there on vacation at the time
I knew enough about the body to know that when a woman was pregnant, that the baby was in "her belly"...and I worried all the time about that poor baby sitting in there getting chewed up food dropped onto it's head all the time!
When I was a kid, fresh bread and milk were delivered (separately) to houses during the night i.e. you woke up in the morning and there they were on the doorstep.
Living in a new suburb which was full of young parents (like mine at the time), when I was in bed, I would often hear babies crying at night.
I used to believe the baker delivered boy babies and the milk-man delivered girl babies.
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