I added the emphasis to show that your cite did not necessarily back up your statement that it IS true. I’m not saying it’s absolutely impossible, but there’s no evidence to indicate that it’s absolutely true, certainly in the case of proven increased milk supply in humans.
Anyway, enough of this hijack! Let’s hear more horror stories, stupid superstitions, and old wive’s tales!
Yeah. You be the judge. 
Grandparents are great fonts of outrageous advice. My grandmother told me to put a couple of drops of whiskey in the baby bottle for colic; alternately, to blow cigarette smoke into the formula with a straw. Whiskey, I was told, was also good for teething pains; apparently this is the method my mother used, which explains my fondness for Jack Daniels. My step-great-grandmother was under the impression that fresh green beans and new potatoes were deadly to children under 2; she almost had a conniption when she saw me putting some on my toddler’s plate. “THAT’LL KILL HIM!” she shrieked. I never learned why. My mom told me I had to keep shoes on the boy at all times or his feet wouldn’t form correctly.
All of the above was studiously ignored, BTW, but I’m still amazed that the boy turned out as normal as he did.
My mother comes from the back woods of Kentucky. You’ll never meet a more superstitious bunch than the Appalachians. I’ve heard old wives’ tales that pre-date Christ. Unfortunately for my hapless relatives, I turned extra evil when I was pregnant (I blame the hormones) and turned the tables on them.
For instance, I’d reach up for a mug and say, “Gosh, I hope the umbilical cord isn’t wrapping itself around my baby’s head!” Or I’d eat some funky shrimp dish and ask, “Do you think this will cause my baby to have two heads?”
The aunts would go nuts! See, you might not know this, but if you say something out loud, it will happen.
I think increasing your liquid intake during breast-feeding is a good thing to do, whether it’s water, milk, or orange juice.
I wouldn’t recommend alcohol, though.
Because bad things happen, less frequently than they used to, but they happen. Everything from late miscarriage and stillborns, to babies dying within days, even maternal death, from major birth defects to large port wine stains. To the - by comparision - stupid minor stuff of the sex being wrong on the ultrasound or a 38 hour labor followed by a c-section, or the tear from hell. We tell children stories about losing parents (Grimm’s Fairy Tales are full of them) to teach children that it happens and life goes on. We tell horrible stories to pregnant women because not all pregnancies and births are perfect resulting in perfect children. Part of it is teaching you the “it could be worse” stories - bedrest followed by a 34 week delivery of a four pound baby that spends a month in ICU - it could be worse, remember your coworker told you about the 28 week twins. By considering these as possible, you may be better prepared for any less than ideal outcome.
Wow, now I’m really grateful that I’ve only read about most of this stuff second-hand and haven’t been subjected to it personally–there’s a pregnancy community on LiveJournal that’s particularly good for either being amused that people can be so stupid or frightened and depressed that they’re reproducing, depending on your mood. The worst I’ve gotten is, “Oh, you shouldn’t lift anything!” to which my response is always, “I’m pregnant, not crippled.”
And just who decides that someone has the right to tell you horrific and tragic tales that you have no interest in knowing? Pregnant women don’t worry enough on their own? I think a big “fuck you” (not you personally, just anyone who thinks that they have the right to “prepare” someone for a terrible outcome) is in order for all these “helpful” people. I have enough nightmares thank you.
I don’t bug pregnant women I know with any oldwive’s tales about lifting, signs that tell the gender, etc. Such things have no scientific basis.
But, if you refer to the blastocyst/zygote/embryo/fetus as a ‘baby’ at anytime before the head crowns during delivery and a the soul descends from heaven to enter the body, you invite the forces of evil and disaster into your lives.
For the same reason, any reference to the pregnancy or the fetus MUST be followed by “keyn a hera” (very old Jewish expression, it translates to “no evil eye”). Any reference to a possible misfortune MUST be followed by “G-d forbid”. Any reference to future happiness MUST be followed by “G-d willing”.
If these things are not done, demons will infest the house. Every possible thing will go wrong. The fetus (currently spiritually vacant) can even,(necessary as my thoughts have come to dwell on a pregnant friend) G-d forbid, become possessed by a demon known as a pursuer. Pursuers try to induce a miscarriage and/or kill the mother.
Obviously the proper placement of religious talismans is helpful. A string measuring seven times around the grave of a righteous person, wrapped seven times around the mother’s belly and tied with seven knots will help keep mom and fetus safe.
Once the child is born, a red string or ribbon should be tied around the baby’s wrist. Ideally, silver coins inscribed with the names of the three angels who drove Lilith from Eden (Sanvi, Sansavi, Semangleaf)) are placed in the windows of the nursery. Some charm to repel her MUST be used.
The expectant dad is a lapsed Catholic, so there aren’t crosses and images of the Madonna all over the house. The expectant mom is an agnostic. They currently live several states away from his family. That means nobody is saying “G-d forbid” or “May all the saints preserve us” or “The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit prevent such a thing.”. It’s driving me nuts. I realize these things are completely unscientific. Still, if I wasn’t a few states away I’d be over at their house hanging cloves of garlic and chanting in Yiddish. I am not kidding. It’s like pregnancy activates some ancestral memory from the shtetl.
Here’s one for you. It’s supposed to be 93% accurate. So far, I’ve only found one person who didn’t match up. Have fun and enjoy this time with your wife, pregnancy is a beautiful thing.
During my pregnancy, I never asked the doctor to reveal the baby’s sex. I wanted a surprise.
Everyone around me insisted that I was having a boy because I was carrying so low. I’d heard this particular tale before, but never gave it any credit…
When I was about 8 months along, me and my gramma went to an auction. There was an older man there, probably in his 70’s, sitting in a chair watching me as we walked around. Gramma and I passed near him to look at some other stuff, and he said to me “When’s your boy due?” Thinking “Wait a damn minute here…”, I replied with my due date, and he just nodded and winked at me. Never saw him again.
A month later, I had a boy.
It was, to say the least, creepy.
Then there was my friend, who had her daughter a year after I had my son. Her belly was so high, she could rest her chin on her boobs.
But those are just my examples. YMMV.
It was right for me.
Out of how many people? Where did you get your 93% accurate?.
Read the website.
Correct for me (literally ME, I have no kids) as well.
It’s correct for me, my sister, my friends’ kids, and one of my nephews. The other one is the only one that hasn’t matched up. But it doesn’t say 100%. My husband and I are gonna use this to try and get a boy the first time around. Novemebr and December, here we come!
Mine’s wrong.
We can play this game all day! 
It was incorrect for me & my mother. According to that chart, I should have been a boy.
Fun, isn’t it?
Is there something you’re not telling us??
Looks down shirt
Nope, I’m definitely not a boy.
You’re funny!
Also, keep this in mind . . . my best friend is pregnant for the third time and it’s fairly early in her pregnancy. She ovulated the same weekend as her birthday. It’s right on a change from girl to boy, so she doesn’t know. If ovulation also occurs around the beginning of the month where there is a change, it can also be hard to tell.
Just to reiterate, I don’t know how true this chart is. Mother Nature has a funny way of determining things on her own. I don’t claim this to be true, but it is pretty weird. I never claimed that I believe it to be as accurate as it says it is, I just think it’s one of those fun things you can use.
Carry on kids . . .
