I grew up in a very religious family that attended church every Sunday. We memorized the ten commandments and I came to believe that adultery in "Thou shalt not commit adultery" was the same thing as sex. Even when I was in middle school and learned that sex was the way babies are made, I still believed that my church members didn't have sex. I just assumed that some how if the husband and wife rolled over the same spot at different times the woman would get pregnant.

I remember being completely shocked when I found out what adultery really was!

I was told very young that the penis fertilizes the egg, and the mixing that occurs afterward produces a baby.

My father told me this as he was urinating. So I see him peeing, figure he was "fertilizing" (like watering a garden) and mom must have peed in there before him, so they could mix it up in the toilet bowl.

I have no explanation as to how the baby would have looked arising from the toilet, but that's how I thought babies were made.

When I was a young child I believed that women had girl babies and men had boy babies.

I believed this until I was around seven years old when a friend of the family became pregnant with a boy. I was so confused by seeing the woman with the pregnant belly that I exclaimed, "I thought you were having a boy baby but John's not pregnant at all!"

Yeah, I got allot of confused looks and tons of laughter directed at me.

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I used to think that black babies were really adorable. I also thought that since I was white, I could have a black baby if I drank enough chocolate milk while being pregnant.

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A mysterious stranger shares their version of what it was like to think that humans get pregnant via kissing.

Up until 6th grade, I had a very wrong idea of how babies were born. See, when I was only five, a boy kissed me right in front of my mom. The next morning, my parents told me that I have to marry him now that he kissed me. From this, I derived the conclusion that this boy got me pregnant by kissing me, and that it's not proper to be pregnant and unmarried.

Later on in my short childhood, I saw a video of how an egg is fertilized. The sperm touches the egg, etc. etc. And from this bloomed my incredibly off idea that when I kiss a boy, his sperm goes down my esophagus and gets to my egg, which is in my stomach. Ten the baby grows up in my stomach eating my food until he is ready and is excreted through my anus.

When a boy at school finally told me how babies are really born, I told him he's wrong, and proceeded to explain to him how babies are really really born (in my opinion, at the time.)

Even more amazing than the last time the 'Kissing makes me pregnant' scenario came up.