My ex-DH's birth is a great one. Long...but the punchline is great.
Ex-MIL is in labor, and it's really going fast. She was only 21 and when she had her first at 18 he was born in less than 3 hours. So I guess they called emergency, and she said she was pacing around her living room, and there were firemen, and policemen and paramedics all over the place, and she didn't want anyone to see her naked so she refused to take her panties off in front of anyone. The paramedics finally got everyone out of the house and she let them examine her. They took a look at her turned to ex-FIL and said, "your wife is going to have this baby here in the living room, there is no time to get to the hospital." Well being the early 70's ex-FIL freaked out and somehow managed to get the paramedics to try and get her to the hospital in his panic. So they lived in SF area and the hospital was accross the San Mateo Bridge. They didn't make it to the hospital. She in fact, gave birth to my ex-DH right smack in the middle of the bridge. The ambulance driver pulled over the ambulance on the bridge, jumped out, assisted the paramedic in back, before driving off to the hospital. So when it came time to file the Birth Certificate the baby was born right on the city line, the bridge is the border, so instead of a town name it say 'En Route' on his Birth Certificate.
I'm not making this up, my ex was born in En Route, California.
: The fact that it's a true story makes it even funnier.
Ex-MIL is in labor, and it's really going fast. She was only 21 and when she had her first at 18 he was born in less than 3 hours. So I guess they called emergency, and she said she was pacing around her living room, and there were firemen, and policemen and paramedics all over the place, and she didn't want anyone to see her naked so she refused to take her panties off in front of anyone. The paramedics finally got everyone out of the house and she let them examine her. They took a look at her turned to ex-FIL and said, "your wife is going to have this baby here in the living room, there is no time to get to the hospital." Well being the early 70's ex-FIL freaked out and somehow managed to get the paramedics to try and get her to the hospital in his panic. So they lived in SF area and the hospital was accross the San Mateo Bridge. They didn't make it to the hospital. She in fact, gave birth to my ex-DH right smack in the middle of the bridge. The ambulance driver pulled over the ambulance on the bridge, jumped out, assisted the paramedic in back, before driving off to the hospital. So when it came time to file the Birth Certificate the baby was born right on the city line, the bridge is the border, so instead of a town name it say 'En Route' on his Birth Certificate.
I'm not making this up, my ex was born in En Route, California.
: The fact that it's a true story makes it even funnier.



I looked 9 months pregnant at 6 months. There was just nowhere for them to drop to. With both I carried very high (they needed forceps and the ped leaning on my belly to get DD out
)
So she had to get up, go to the sink, wash her breast, and use an alcohol wipe every single time. Sheeeeeesh.
By this time, my mom had also learned the benefits of breastfeeding so my brothers were both breastfed. My older sister and I were born in South Jersey (65 and 67) while my brothers were born in rural Maine (74 and 77).


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