Posted on 01/12/2008 7:57:35 AM PST by martin_fierro
HARTFORD, Connecticut, January 04, 2008 (NBC) -- A Connecticut woman and her newborn twins are doing fine despite their unusual birth.
On Wednesday, Larryette Thomas, unexpectedly gave birth with one of the tiny boys born inside her pants.
Thomas wasn’t due until February but she says she started to feel contractions around 3 o’clock Wednesday morning.
That’s when her concerned mother called 911 for help. But just as medics arrived one of the children landed in his mother’s pants.
Thomas said, "One pant leg was on and the other wasn’t and he just came right down and firefighters had to cut my pants to take the baby out."
Rescue crews delivered the second child a few minutes later using flashlights since there were no lights in the house.
Mom and newborns Kurt and Kurtis are reportedly doing fine.
My great grandmother’s name was Zella.
Quick labors. That’s the way it happens on TV (although not in this unusual way).
That’s what my wife thought when she went into labor. We hurried to the hospital convinced she could have the baby any minute. Twenty hours later, after hours of swearing she’d never have another baby and go through that again, she had obviously learned differently. At that point, they finally delivered by Caesarian. Makes you wonder why not just do that to start with.
Good one.
I was wondering.
A female customer of mine has the last name of Grahm.
Her first name is Kandi.
Quick labors do happen. When my water broke in the middle of the night I called a neighbor and told him my water had broken and I needed help. Hubby was out of town with the car and I was 12 miles from the hospital. Next thing I know there is a knock at the door; standing there is the neighbor in thigh-high boots holding a huge pipe wrench. Needless to say he ran me into town and 45 minutes later there was my son, delivered by ER nurses.
At least Larryette (good grief) didn’t give birth into her socks.
My grandmother’s name was Delilah. Beat that one.
Obviously she was expecting one child and had already picked "Kurtis" as the name. She didn't want to hurt either boy's feelings and came up with a Solomonic solution.
Other possible solutions for similar situations: Lee and Roy, Charl and Lee, Joe and Seph, Matt and Hew, Rich and Ard, etc.
Quick labors do indeed happen... That happened my husband and I’s good friends. They were downtown Chicago driving back home when she felt the first labor pains stuck in traffic on the highway. Luckily they were able to get back around home and to the hospital in only 1 hour (sometimes with weekend traffic it can take up to 2.5 hours to the suburbs)... They made it to the hospital about 2 minutes before her daughter was born... She just barely made it onto the stretcher they had brought out for her in the ER entryway! I can’t imagine that — right there next to the waiting room on a Saturday afternoon with about 100 people there! LOL
My fourth daughter was born in just 2 hours, and I thought THAT was fast! LOL Of course, in my case it was an induced delivery due to preeclampsia. I wish the other 3 had gone that fast! LOL
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It's not so bad!
I just turned 51 last month!
But I like your version ;o)
Hmmmm!
20+30?
Ah nutz!
an early happy birthday to you whenever it's gonna be.
there is another possibility = I was without power for several hours that night - due to high winds -
Why is it that human nature seems to jump disproportionately on the side of negative judgment? LOL
I don’t know why either since the deed was done nine months ago already ;o)
I will say one thing though, they could fight real well. No one made fun of them unless they wanted to fight both of them at once, by high school even the big bullies didn't mock them when together.
If it had been mixed triplets, the girl would probably have been named Kurtsie...
That's possibly my wife's cousin; not sure exactly how her last name is spelled, but before she married, it was O'Conner.
Now she is a Western Union joke.
Speaking of my wife, she went to school with Ella.
Ella Phunt.
Awww, I have a few months to get used to the idea.
On New Year’s Eve I was happily kissing my hubby when I realized I would turn 40 and be married 20 years in 2008.
Argh! and Thank you!
> My great grandmother’s name was Zella.
Thank God I didn’t get the named after any of my grandfather’s siblings. (Caldonia, Herschell, Buela, Starling, Homer, Zula, Alva, Lula, Montyne).
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