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September 14th 1985 at 4:31 am. I was a week late and my dad wouldn't let anyone hold me. that's about all I know. My mom used to say that when she left the hospitol my dad gave her a ride home in his new girlfriends car are there were roach clips hanging from the mirror. also he has a cut off Jack Daniels shirt and cowboy hat on. Yes my dd is that badass.
Off topic but relevant..
I think the closest a guy has come to feel labor pains and giving birth is when he constipated and having to push the log out from the tiny ahole....
Pussssssh Arrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggghhhhhh Pussssssssssssh
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They say passing a kidney stone is the closest we'll get to experiencing the pain of labour.Quote:
Originally Posted by Rodarian
Interesting fact: the G-spot reduces pain during labour by 60%! (some random thing I came along, is it accurate? *shrugs*)
As for me? My mom went into labour at 7:00pm, I was born at 7:43pm. The doctor told my mom when she was pregnant with my sister that, "she was made for having babies." Needless to say, it was a natural birth and I was born an average weight. My dad was the first to hold me, after the doctor, apparently.
I was born around 8:00AM on the 17th of June, 1988. Apparently my mom was in labour for a day or something, and when I was finally born I had bad case of jaundice - so they kept me at the hospital for days, giving me shots and stuff. The right side of my face was also droopy since a nerve wasn't functioning well or something. As a result especially my underlip was crooked in the right side, which meant that I wasn't able to smile or cry without my mouth being obviously crooked for many years of my childhood.
The doctors also thought I'd never be able to talk, and would be "slow" so to speak - I didn't start talking until I was 1.5 to 2 years old. My mother's dad died thinking I'd never be able to have a "normal" life, and apparently one of the last things he told my mom was: "Take care of my boys (me and my brother), and especially take care of little Kristian and love him no matter what".
..oh, and I also had a really big forehead as a baby.
O-!Quote:
Originally Posted by Jiro
This looks like something straight from some naughty movies. :bigsmile:Quote:
Originally Posted by Rodarian
GODDAMMIT LADDY HOW DO I CHANGE MY BLOOD TYPE :weep:Quote:
Originally Posted by LaddyO-!Quote:
Originally Posted by Jiro
OBGYN wtf
EDIT: I think I was born an hour before I was born (DST kicked in and I lived the hour before my time of birth again). Something like that...
I was born around 10:30am on October 13th, 1988. I have no idea how much I weighed.
My mom was in the hospital for a couple of days and wasn't allowed to eat anything for some reason, and as soon as she popped me out, she had my grandma go get her a frozen chocolate banana. Her arms were stiff and sore the next morning from falling asleep while holding me - she wouldn't let the nurses take me from her.
Sidenote: While she was pregnant with me, she had a dream about a little red-headed girl named Sarah (me) sitting on a stool talking to her, and that's where I got my name.
I was 5 weeks early, born 12 minutes before my sister. I tried to breath before I was out so breathed in whatever gunk is in the womb so I was blue when I actually came out ^^ my dad thought I was dead and threw up everywhere :D
I was put in a brand new incubator, I was the first baby in it. I was ok after a day or so ^^
I think I was 3lbs or something :redface:
then 5 years later on the same day Rye was born :O