I creeped my mum, the nurses and the quack out apparently. Aftera rather long labour, I stuck my foot out and so mother dearest was rushed to the emergency room where I was taken out of her. On being taken out it was discovered that not only could I fully support my head but that my eyes were wide open and I looked at everyone in the room (turning my head as I looked as the legend goes) square in the eyes before I cried. At this point my mum asked, 'is that normal?' Took three days before my mum got round to liking me and thinking I was cute. Personally i think embellishemnts have been added over the year.
Anyway, when blondie (middle sister) was born, mum's first words were 'it's a boy!' During that labour she'd refused to push as she was waiting for her midwife and her and her sister had gotten high on the gas and air.
When I say 'it's not my fault, it's my upbringing' I actually mean it.