Where, when and how were you born?

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August 20 1975, Houston TX 7:p.m. (i think..or was it a.m.?)..pulled out by forceps..the doctor was in a hurry... I weighed 5 lbs, even though I was supposedly almost a month late.

'94

Hospital in western Canada. (That's all you get, here.)

Emergency C section, five weeks early. My lungs were not finished at this time, so I developed cerebral palsy and asthma as a result of it.

Where: Earth in the Milky Way Galaxy
When: Estimated to be between 13.6 and 13.8 billion years after the Big Bang.
How: I slid out of my Mom's vagina after 36 hours of causing her to be in labor.

I was born in 1964 in an Ohio hospital. Why I am responding to this post is because of the manner of my birth. I was delivered by emergency C-section because my cord got wrapped around my neck and I suffered oxygen deprivation for at least 45 minutes. I saw other issues like this. Someone was noting the patterns to oxygen deprivation and autism.

Strange but true:

My birth certificate states that I was born November 17th, 1968 at Sacred Heart Hospital in Eau CLaire, Wisconsin. It states nothing as to the method of my birth.

Why is this strange?
Because I was forcibly (police escort, the whole shebang) removed from my birth-mother's "care" at age 2 and adopted at age 5. My previous records were sealed and new records created (with my adoptive parents' names) to hide me from my birth mother. The truth is that I have no real idea when I was born, where or how.

I was born in southern california in 77. I don't think there were any complications or anything interesting about it, but I don't like to ask questions. I find the idea that I just popped out of another human being to be utterly mortifying.

Where? Somewhere in a hospital... in massachusetts... I think.
When? Sometime during the day of august the 20th, year 1990.
How? I dunno. Something about a difficult birth, so I've heard. I think they said something about needing to clamp my head and pull me out... dunno. Also something about my gran dying, and then coming back (she spins some whole yiddy on god saying that he told her that I was being born and that it wasn't her time yet)... um, yeah. I'm fuzzy and vauge on the details, even though it's something my gran liked/s to rant about and such... I purpously tune myself out when people talk about it.

They tried to hide you from your birth mother? That's cruel.


I actually wasn't induced; my mother was just in so much pain she threw a phone across the room while talking to my aunt and I wasn't coming out as fast as they thought I would so they gave her an epidural to relax her and speed it up, and it worked and I came out.