Elise shares two tales about Ye Olde Lady Parts:

I used to believe that when a women received her period she had it for the rest of her life, constantly bleeding non-stop.

and...

I also believed that God decided when a women was to have a baby and that sex didn't exist.

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.

Ruthie from Wisconsin steps up to be an all-star of woman's health misinformation.

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.

Ruthie from Wisconsin raises the bar while learning how humans reproduce:

The household I was raised in was very religious, so I was quite lacking in education about the birds and the bees.

In my teen years when I had my first boyfriend, this resulted in my believing that I was pregnant the first time he kissed me. It went so far that I even wore loose fitting cloths for a period of time after he kissed me so that no one would notice when I started to show.

I now have three children and a grandchild of my own, so I think I managed to figure out the proper way to reproduce since that kiss.