Totally Shocked Parents Return Baby to Hospital
Remember bringing your brand new and swaddled baby home from the hospital? You just couldn’t wait to get back to your things and have some friends and family over to show off your new bundle of joy.
One happy couple was just beginning to relax into an afternoon of cooing and relaxation when a diaper change, well, changed everything.
“We were totally paralyzed,” said the mom, a 35-year-old.
Her daughter had a penis.
The Romanian couple had been handed the wrong baby on the way out of the hospital. Their frantic phone calls were met with hang-ups. The hospital staff thought they were pranks.
All got resolved after the couple rushed back to the maternity ward to retrieve the child — the girl child — the couple actually conceived and the mom gave birth to.
(Still, might we recommend a DNA test? Sounds like that hospital is just handing out kids, first come, first served.)
At least the “wrong” baby was a different gender so the mistake was obvious right away. If they’d sent them home with the wrong girl baby, they might not have known for years and then there would have been some serious heartbreak.
How do you not know what your baby looks like?
Two words: Home Birth.
Is it bad that this made me laugh a little bit? Okay, okay, I’d be terrified if it ever happened to me, but it’s the sort of thing that “one day you’ll look back on it and laugh,” right? Right?
I dunno. My kid was rushed to the NICU immediately after birth and I never really saw him until a day later. I’m assuming the kid they gave me is mine, but I don’t really know that, you know? I’m keeping him, regardless.
Really, though, even if the kid is only a few days old, don’t you still know what your baby looks like?
We had alarms on our wrists, and the kid had alarms on her ankles and on her tiny belly button. Thank god she still had a vagina when we left! This is just horrible.
OMG. This does nothing to help me shatter the stereotypes I already have about medical care in most of the rest of the world. I’m guessing most of us in the US who birthed in a hospital (or birthing center) had a little bit of security in the form of ID bracelets – one for mom, one for baby – matching code? Is that so hard? This is terrible! Also it sounds like their discharge routine is different – with each of mine, while my hubby went to get our car, I changed the baby’s diaper and dressed him/him/her in his/his/her going-home clothes and nestled the babe in requisite carseat. I pretty much never lost sight of my baby after he/he/she was delivered…