have you every remeberd what it was actually like in your mothers stomache?
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I dont remember anything.I guess they are stored somewhere in our brain where we are not able to access now.\n\nBut look at what i found:\nHere's something that may surprise you.Before baby is even born, her brain will be fairly well developed. And she/he will actually begin learning things while inside the womb. \nBelieve it or not, the first 36 weeks of your baby's life are filled with all kinds of amazing developments. In fewer than eight weeks, for example, her/his little taste buds will begin to develop. Then, in the blink of an eye, she'll/he'll be sampling the mother's favorite foods right from inside her tummy. And as your baby's hearing develops, guess what she'll/he'll be doing? Recognizing the sound of  voices around her mother.\n\nAs the baby develops the capacity to remember, she/he may actually begin to form memories. Memories she/he may carry  as she enters this strange new world.
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Yes, several times.  Once in particular comes to mind vividly.  I was walking down the corridor in the hospital where I work & I saw this young woman sitting on the cold concrete floor & crying.  \n\nShe wasn't outside a patient room but an administrative office so I wasn't sure what to make of the situation.  In any case, I stopped what I was doing & knelt down next to her.  She flung herself into my arms and just cried harder & so I let her & tried to offer comfort.\n\nCome to find out that she'd just lost her mother upstairs & I've never been more glad, or grateful, to have halted myself and try to help.
1063698
I SURE DID! just the other day i was in a hospital and i had really bad gas,because of this new diet,and i let one rip while i was alone on the elevator...well i pushed 5th floor at the first floor and i forgot someone might get on at one of the floors in between...well it happened...two beautiful woman and a grandma and i couldnt say anything...one of the girls started to laugh and then nudged her friend (trying to be discreet) and the granma coughed...it was a really bad one...the kind that can even make the owner of it puke...\nvery embarrassing!
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Oh boy, I happened to have a few. My first one was when I was about eight or nine. I was very best friends with Mary. Well, Mary's family had to go to church every single Sunday. This one particular Sunday I had the worst case of gas I have ever felt!! And of course, you can probably guess the rest, but I'll tell anyways. During a prayer; there was dead silence, you could have heard a pin drop, I let one go, and as you know pews in a church are made out of wood. That makes it echo like you wouldn't believe! Well, the whole church turned around and looked right at me, my best friend Mary, and her sister who were trying so hard not to laugh,it was obvious who did it. The Mom was horrified and kept telling us to shhh, but every time she did, we'd laugh harder. Very embarrassing...\nAnother brilliant move was; at a party. A grown up party as I seen it, I was 17 and the average age at this party was hmm..around 21 or so, so I felt like a big girl!! Well, everyone was out on the deck. I was drunk (when wasn't I?) and wanted to go out on the deck with all the "big girls". So what did I do? The doors going out to the deck were glass, I thought the door was open, everyone was looking although to this day I don't know why, and I, looking cool with my beer, smiling, walked smack dab into that window falling on my bum, making everyone laugh hysterically! Another very embarrassing. But before I go, I have to tell you ONE more. THis time I was a bit older, working at a bar helping out with my college funds. I was about 26, it was busy, PLUS this bar had two sliding glass doors going out to the deck in this bar. Now, I was carrying food, and about 15 beer on one tray. I knew everyone was looking at me, seeing if I would drop a beer. I knew I wouldn't as I was a good bartender, but little did I know, that my boss changed the door that was open, and closed that one, but opened the other one. Needless to say, she was just yelling out to me to "be carefu......." when SMACK! The tray I was carrying got pushed into ME, the beer all fell, the food was smushed right into my clothes, and the bar was packed!!! It took all of my being not to run out and never ever come back, but I knew I couldn't do that. So, I just left for a minute, trying to clean up my clothes, and just carried on. I then looked to make sure what sliding door was open and which wasn't. Everyone was still kinda snickering, so I told them "ok..laugh and get it out of your system!!" Which they did, but whenever I waited on them, they would all say things like "oh boy, look out...here she comes again"..I didn't live that one down for YEARS! So, there ya go. THREE embarrassing moments, not just one! Thanks for asking! lol.\nGOOD LUCK AND GOD BLESS!!
1060319
Wich is your mother tounge?
328847
i never  have,but my mother did,,,,her heart stopped for 20 minutes.and they brought her back,2 hours later she was awake talking in the er,the doctors told us usually when someone is flat line that long they  go into coma and usually doesn't come out,but she did,,,,,she didn't remember  what happened,and the family had asked the doctors and nurses not to tell her she had basically died,well,leave it to someone,,,,one nurse came in and said ,well you did die!!.this upset my mother,cause she didn't remember what had happened,she  asked us allot of questions and so on,,we talked with her  about the  death thing,and she didn't recall anything,except the most beautiful feeling of peace,as she  got better(her heart) she started to have strange feelings,due to the fact she had died and came back,she said it wasn't natural,she believed she should have went on to  another place,she told us she just didn't feel the same anymore about being alive,,,she never said she wanted to die again or anything,just it wasn't normal for her to be here,a few weeks later she signed papers to do no resuscitate at all.she  felt if it was her time to go the doctors should just let nature take its course.well she lived on a bout 6 months.. she was doing really well,and then one night she just passed in her sleep..so now,we all feel  she has went back to  the  beautiful most peaceful place she once had found..
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yes, one day when I was three I went to a garden were you can buy flowers with my family.I was just walking around when I saw a pond that looked like a puddle.I thought I could walk over what I thought was a puddle.When I stepped into the pond (which was 4 feet deep)I was suprised when I didn't feel the ground,I fell into the pond and had almost drowned I screamed to the top of my lungs and my dad saved me.I remember crying with my jeans soaking wet. My mom was so worried that she held me all the way home even when I was soaking wet.\n\n\n\n                                            The end
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Wow I was just going to ask the same question. My mother pasted away 27 years ago today. On some years it is not as bad because it is not on mothers day but days like today it is rough. I'm sorry for your lost. I'm sorry for that empty felling that will always be there. 27 years and sometimes it feels like yesterday. You will always have the memories. Remember her love. I am lucky I have a daughter who has my mother's gift, a very loving person naturally, she has a heart of gold. I thank my mother for that every day. Remember one thing your mother will always be with you, what you say or do will come for the upbringing she did. You will reflect her teachings. \n\nI miss you Ma
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yes when i was about 9 yrs old,i was living in north yorkshire uk at the time.It was a weekend in the morning my mother asked me to get a nappy for my brother which were upstairs,so i started to walk up the stairs i must have got to the 3rd step when i saw a black figure standing in front of me you could not see its face just a tall hat long cloak well as you would i ran into the kitchen where my mother was she asked me what was wrong as i was pale with fright,i told her and she started drawing a picture she showed it to me  and asked me if that was what i saw and it was she said she had saw the same thing years ago but in a different house.Ive been told as well that my gran has saw the same when my mother was young.None of us have an explaination for it and we dont know who it is.
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Did your mother have any children that lived??
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Sometimes it makes me wonder who the child really is.  My mother has always been like the 5-year old that will throw a fit until she gets her way...while my dad is looking like her like she is a total idiot.  I had chosen to "side" (for lack of a better term) with my dad, while my mother has always puzzled me...on MANY levels.  Maybe her and I are too much alike?  Or we are just too different...in either case, she is the one that makes me feel torn.
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I remember bit and parts too. One thing that does stand out is this: We were living in a small town. I have 3 older sisters and 2 older brothers, basically I am the youngest of 6. Anyway. My oldest brother had to go down to Dairy Queen (probably about 1971) and was going to get us all ice cream cones. Well, as far as I was concerned he was taking too long, so I slipped away and went looking for him. I got all the way down to Dairy queen (5 block away) and he wasn't there-took a different way home-So I asked the guy behind the counter if my brother had been there and he said yes and that I just missed him. He must have noticed I was sad because he gave me a free vanilla ice cream cone. In the mean time everyone was looking for me. So I walked back home and when I got into my front yard everyone came running out happy that I was back and I dropped my ice cream cone on the lawn. I cried. My mom wiped my tears and she said that is ok honey, we have one in the freezer waiting for you. Happy ending.\n\nThis incident has always reminded me of a song called the "Ice cream cone song". Ask your parents or grandparents about it.
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This past April was the 19 year anniversary of my Mom's death. She had suffered with cervical cancer for the last 17 months of her life and as I watched her suffer through the chemo treatments and the morphine dosages, I found myself praying that God would take her home with Him where I knew there she would no longer be in pain. Although I was there for her as much as I possibly could be and did whatever she needed me to do for her, the suffering was more painful to watch than losing her could ever be. I spent the Friday before her death with her the whole day.  We talked about our childhoods, our adult lives, her sickness, and how I would keep her memory alive for my (future) child(ren) and we laughed and cried together. This period of my life with her were the best and the worst days that I can remember but they are memories I would not have wanted to miss.\n\nI finally had my daughter nearly 4 years later and even though she never met my Mom... she knows her through my memories and knows that Grandma Rose is waiting in Heaven to meet her. \n\nLosing Mom is the hardest thing I have ever gone through and basically I did it alone. The only advice I can give is to pour yourself into something constructive and keep busy and most of all...take it one day at a time. It gets easier and the tears turn from tears of sorrow to tears of joy in the lasting memories you will have even of these final days.\n\nMay God bless you and your family throughout this time and my prayers will be with you.
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I have, i was 11 and me and my mom lived in this old house that was built in the 60's. It was haunted by a little girl that was about 8 or 9. She died right in front of her house. Everytime all my toys would be put away, they'd be scattered out all over again. but that was nothing compared to first time I saw her. I home by myself at about 2 in the afternoon. She had on church clothes and she looked as scared as I was. I told my mom, and she was surprised cause the girl was her older cousin!
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I had a flood of memories watching. Good and bad.\nThank you
987713
My childhood is such a blurr, I only remember certain things..........It was a depressing one that I think I chose to forget.....I remember my father never being around, he left when I was 9 months old, I have 2 older brothers......I remember ugly custody battles........3 days a week me and my 2 brothers were at the pshychiatrists office..........I latched on to the first guy I met, and moved out of that house at 16 and purposely got pregnant, I ended up miscarrying.........I then packed up and moved to Florida looking for a new life only to get wrapped up in drugs.......I'm over all that now.........Thank God, I'm grown up now!!!!!!!!\nIf I could change anything about it, I wouldn't change a thing........I have learned so much about people it's unreal, I learned that sometimes water is alot thicker than blood!!!!
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Carrying me inside her for 9 months..taking care untill i was capable of taking care of myself..fogiving me all the time...making me realize why i should respect other human beings...Showing me how the world loves u back if u spread love..i can go on and on and on and still be left so much to say...\n\nAnd this is not just my mother..every mother on this earth is same as mine..THe best and the Greatest..\nGod bless all mothers..\nHappy Mother's Day MOM!!!