I'm very close to my Grandma and she has been bringing up all these stories about her babies and even when her brothers and sisters were born.
Some of my favorite/most interesting tidbits:
-Even when she was 12, she had no idea when her mom was pregnant. Apparently, they just didn't talk about those things back then. My grandpa said whenever someone came to his (one-room) school to tell him to go home with someone else, that meant his mom was having a baby at his house. Until then- he had no idea.
-At the end of one of her own pregnancies, my grandma said she working outside and "knew I shouldn't pick up the slop bucket, but the hog needed to be fed" and when she picked it up, her water broke. She still had to wait for my grandpa to finish milking the cows before they went to the hospital though and almost had the baby in the car.
-The only actual birth (out of 6 kids) she doesn't remember is the last one because unknowingly to her, they gave her a drug that made her pass out and when she woke up the baby was there. (I remember this happened to Laura Ingalls in one of the books and always prayed that's how my babies would come...until I grew up and ended up obsessed with natural birth!)
These probably aren't that interesting to you ladies (since it's my little Grandma and not yours) but if you have your own little Grandmas or great-aunts or whoevers, you should ask them- it's crazy how the mindsets/practices around pregnancy have changed over the years and I love seeing my Grandma's face light up when she talks about each of her little babies.
Re: I love my Grandma's birth stories!
My Gma has never said much, besides that she remembers listening to the radio- my uncle was born the same day Hiroshima was bombed.
DHs Gma, who had like 12 kids, said when she was pregnant with my MIL and her twin she had to go up and down the stairs on her butt. They ended up being over 7lbs each, yikes.
I love these stories. My grandma was telling me about how she wasn't allowed to care for her babies in the hospital because the nurses knew best so they babies would be in the nursery all the time and only with mom to feed.
And how the men were not a part of the birth, they just looked at their babies through the nursery window when all was said and done.
And my favorite, when they left the hospital, baby just rode in the arms of mom for the car ride home....such a different world back then.