Random morning anecdote

[apocalypsos]

Every time I'm acting strange around my family -- which is most of the time, really -- my mother will point out that she dropped me on my head as a baby.

It's kind of a default headdrop story, but the story goes like this. I was just at that stage when all I could really do was roll over, so it was still sort of a novelty. She put me on the changing table, turned around to get something, and turned back to find me lying on the floor, staring up at her with a snarky smile on my face, as if to say, "Smooth move, dumbass!"

Personally, I think the story would be much more interesting (and would actually count) if she'd painted a target on the floor, picked me up by the ankles, and aimed better.

Comments

[illmantrim.livejournal.com]

*snickers*
still explains why you are the sane one of yer family eh?

[phillyexpat.livejournal.com]

My boyfriend's mother, while she was pregnant with him, took medication to prevent morning sickness. When she was pregnant with his sister, she went back to the doc for the same medication, and learned it had been taken off the market because it caused brain damage. So everytime his mother teases him for doing something dumb, he retorts that he might have been smarter otherwise.

So, kind of a cousin of being dropped on your head story.

[opportunemoment.livejournal.com]

... staring up at her with a snarky smile on my face, as if to say, "Smooth move, dumbass!"

I can so see that.

[thornsilver]

That sounds a lot like my mom's "dropped her on her head" story. Except, in my case, I was laying on a couch. On the plus side, I appearently fell off repeatedly, which makes me wonder about "dropped on her head" stories told by my maternal grandmother.

[lots42.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't be suprised if everyone got a 'dropped' story. I was changing my nephew's diapers, turn away for a second and bammo, he's on the floor. He was ok

[tamnonlinear.livejournal.com]

I have three not-quite-head-dropping stories.

From my Dad:

Dad admits that he poked the soft spot on our skulls when we were little. Claims that there's just something entrancing about seeing the top of a baby's head flutter with their pulse. Claims Mom scolded him for it, but we turned out okay. Mostly.

From Mom:

Mom says that babies don't need to be weaned when they start developing teeth. She says you can train them easily enough, just by whapping them on the back of the head if they use those teeth while nursing. Again, claims this does not harm the babies. Do not know how hard we were wacked.

From a coworker:

Coworker's wife was in the Very Pregnant stages of pregnancy.

Wife (pointing to her stretch-out abdomen): Here, you can feel the baby's head!
Husband: Oh! Wow. Is it okay to press?
Wife: Sure, why not? Besides, not all kids need to go to college.
Husband: um.
Wife: *poke* there goes Harvard! *poke* there goes Yale!

[kimera.livejournal.com]

That happened to my brother. Except he fell in the wastebasket instead of on the floor. Cue several years of "I never should have fished you out of the trash!" and other similar comments from my mom whenever he pissed her off.

[syrance.livejournal.com]

My family and I all joke about how I dropped myself on my head. I was sitting in a kitchen chair sideways so that the back was by my arm, and I got huffy at something someone said. To inform the masses that I was not amused, I crossed my arms and sat back quickly...to the terrazzo floor...owie

[kkglinka.livejournal.com]

My dad actually dropped by brother on his head. Like, you know, from his arms. But into a snowbank, so no harm done.

[muffytaj.livejournal.com]

That was hilarious. I imagine my mother did all those things to me.

[emberwolfe.livejournal.com]

When I was 18 months old my mom was outside gardening and I was up in the second story window watching her. I believe my dad was supposed to be watching me, but he's always had a short attention span. So, little baby me sees mommy down in the garden and starts banging on the window screen. Back in those days window screens didn't have latches... The screen popped out of the window and I landed head first on a cement block. According to my mother, I seemed just fine so they didn't take me to the hospital until a few days later when I had a huge bruise develop and my skull was soft and mushy.

And I wonder why I get such frequent migraines.....