Remembering Being Born:

I remember being born and it's about time I spoke about it. When I bring up the subject with people they don't usually believe me and just laugh but for some strange reason I have an excellent long term memory, (and a not so good short term memory.) I feel it's my duty to explain my experience and other early memories and experiences so people can understand more about our abilities as human beings or some human beings abilities, and to show that science is currently overlooking some things. I also want to give the baby that couldn't speak a voice, now I'm an adult.


Also, people who have children might be interested to know what abilities are possible and how to help your child remember its birth. I don't know if everyone can or will remember being born, but it's worth bringing up the subject at around age 3 and seeing what they do remember, and keep asking them every 6 months or so, so they don't forget if they do have some memories, keep going over it with them, but allow them to access it from their memory rather than just telling them about it. Once they have established the memory themselves, they can remind themselves about it every so often, one day they might be an adult who has also remembered their birth and it would be good to hear about that. I will definitely be trying it out with my future child/children.


I have spoken about this to my mother since I was about 3. There were things I told her that she never spoke to me about in the first place, like how her waters were broken- ''I said how come you didn't have any water in there?'' And she said ''that waters break'' and went on to explain-I didn't know this when I was younger or really how any of the process of pregnancy worked. I told her the description of the midwife and the position and relation of everything in the room and inside the womb-which obviously she can't tell me-these are the reasons I believe I genuinely remember being born, not just remember being told about my birth. The memories are as clear as today, I remember more than my mother. Although my mother may have triggered the memory back when we spoke about it, I have chosen to keep it fresh in my mind all these years, it just so happens I've kept them fresh now for so long that I'm now 25, and I will try to keep remembering them for many to years to come hopefully. Over the past few years my mother's memory has started to fade, but mine hasn't, so before it does, this is my memory of being born.


The earliest memory I have if I go as far back as I can (in this life) is of a sort of floating sensation and being surrounded by total darkness. This is on the day of my birth but it is as clear today as it was then, 25 years ago, and 6 months to the day!  

I don't know where I was in this darkness; I could have been anywhere, in the middle of space or in between some sort of death to life realm.  I could hear the sound of my own conscious mind thinking peacefully, a sort of where am I but I don't really mind type of thought process, and I also felt a presence although this may have been the sudden recognition of myself and my existence. It also felt like there was a male presence near me or in my thoughts, urging me to go forward into the light. I had a soul (and perhaps a spirit guide.)


The next thing I knew I was in the corner of a room. I had no physical body, I was invisible as I looked at myself there was nothing there-but that wasn't abnormal, I wasn't shocked that I had no body, the whole process was perfectly normal and natural, instinctive and effortless.


 I was just a conscious thinking seeing spirit floating in the top left corner of a room. I have drawn fairly accurate diagrams to show the delivery room to my mother who said it seems accurate but that she has actually now started to forget some of what it looked like so unfortunately I can't get complete confirmation on its accuracy although in previous years she had confirmed it by my description. Also the hospital building is no longer there to check either or I would have gone as far as making a visit.


So I was in the corner of the delivery room watching everyone, I could see the bed where my mother lay, the nurses, I think there were about 3 of them and I was aware of where my father was, down a corridor waiting. In a split second without much conscious thought or effort I was inside my body, inside my mother's body, as if I knew instinctively what to do and it all flowed naturally and at lightning speed.


I now had a body, arms and legs and I stretched out and touched the skin inside my mother's womb with my hands-which felt like the slimy membrane inside the cheeks in your mouth. I could see quite a lot inside the womb. The light shining down on my mother's belly must have been bright enough to light up enough of the womb so I could see. It was dark red to orangey colour inside and slimy, veiny, round, circular and stretched out. I fitted in there ok and there seemed to be enough space, I wasn't uncomfortable, in fact I felt no pain whatsoever, not like when I think about how I feel most of the time these days all achy in places, I was brand new. I spent some time looking around at the glowing light coming in from the top but I didn't have long to relax.


I heard the nurses talking and felt a rush of panic, I felt my mother panic and this made me panic!! What was going on? I listened to the nurses and understood exactly what they were saying (I have no idea how I understood the English language before I was even born but for some reason I did, and also in later memories I understand what people are saying well before I can speak.) they were going to cut my mother open! One of the nurses exact words were ''I'm just going to sharpen the knife.''


I knew this person I was inside was my mother and that I loved her unconditionally and didn't want her to be hurt or in pain, I also knew I didn't want to be dragged out against my will. I knew what I had to do, it was my time to come out, they were all waiting for me! (They were going to do a c section because I was in the breech position.)


I turned around, did a 180 degree turn to the left, and pushed myself out with my feet, I remember looking down at my feet and then my knees and as I pushed out my legs fully stretched out. I came out on my left side on my shoulder and the first person I saw was a lovely black/African midwife who then quickly grabbed me as I was a surprise practically giving birth to myself, and I don't remember much after this, I think I was weighed and my father came in and everyone was very happy.


But I will always remember this day as I have always chosen to remember it. It was a happy day and I realised quite early on thanks to my mother that it was unusual that I remembered it. Now I'm 25 people just think its ridiculous but I told some friends as a child when birth wasn't so long ago at the age of 6 or so, they just said they didn't remember theirs, but not that it wasn't possible. It's a shame we end up so closed minded, if we choose to be. But since remembering being just a spirit without a body, I feel blessed with this knowledge as if anything is possible and it has made me a very open minded person all my life, it's changed everything, believing in all sorts of things or that they are at least possible. I think a lot more is possible than is realised and that people shouldn't be so quick to judge and pass things off as rubbish. I am not alone in my memory of being born as internet searches show and some famous people have spoken about their experiences.


The following link is an experience I felt was so similar to mine I just cried when I found someone else also had this unique experience of being blessed with such an extreme memory and felt the same way about it and life. They are also a spiritual person. I wonder if this happened to us because we are spiritual people or whether this made us become spiritual, personally I think I have just always been different and remembering this and many other early experiences and paranormal experiences just reinforces my beliefs.

But you can only ever experience an experience not just read about it, I probably wouldn't have believed it had I not been through it myself or any of the other strange things that have happened. although I hope it opens people's minds, putting it out there is mainly for open minded people anyway interested or wanting to help their children possibly access their memory, and for people who also may have had the experience as I may not have written mine had it not been for the person who wrote about theirs and now I feel so much more complete as a person and not alone in my weridities.


Thanks for reading. More to come...


Copyright © 2010 Claire King.


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15 Responses Aug 26, 2010

So, here goes. 1960. I feel a tight tight horrible feeling. Tunnel feeling. So tight.Crushing. I did not like it. Forever it feels. Next, I see tiles. like a light tile. Across the room. Wall. Tile of walls. I remember this. Am I insane?

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I also remember being in the womb thinking to myself not like an infant though,it was a heavenly and not too dark in my mothers womb very beautiful pinks and reds very calming I saw a white light and it must of been her cervix opening then it was over. Later years my mother told me I examined and touched her face being a newborn she thought that was odd I would do that no one believes me either because they can't fund the explanation why so we are making things up in 40 and I never forgot and never will

What a lovely recollection - thank you for posting it.
There's an amazing book called Cosmic Cradle: Spiritual Dimensions of Life before Birth, that is absolutely brimming with similar stories to yours! The authors would love to hear more about your story, if you'd be willing to share it with them. :)

So glad someone else remembers this. I remember lots from being a child to being born and even prior before I was born. I have a theory that I'd like to share.
Say our spirit (soul) is aware of every single experience that it has ever encountered. Past life, in between life's, this life so far, right from the beginning.
Now let's say that the human brain (the receptive parts) are like transmitters, electrical connectors, and these are the tools in which the human body consciously or subconsciously connects or is in communication with our spirit. The memory is stored in our spirit and the reason why our human Brian brings this into consciousness (as in a memory) is because that connection is clear, is working well and is in tune, it's enough to have how ever detailed or vivid it may be, an account of an experience spirit has had. Spirit remembers and is aware of everything, so it comes from spirit. Hence you being in the corner.
One thing I've always been aware of is the ability to understand fully conversations before I could even talk. It's always been a feeling, understanding feelings because words are expressions of feelings! Spirit understands that fully so when you're human body gets it then also it's a clearer connection via human and spirit!

Science just hasn't caught up with this yet. The closest science has got to it so far is quantum physics!

But to me, this makes sense as an explanation as to how this stuff works.

I have never benefited from these memories (as in they don't make me famous or rich) and usually any attention I've got (if I've expressed them) has been negative, frustrating, has made me question my own experiences etc I see no point in lying to myself for a reason of gain, it's just something that simply exists and is real inside my memory bank, or better still, it's just a strong clear connection to all knowing spirit and that's that!

Thanks for sharing your story, it brings comfort and a feeling of normality in a world that normally can't understand!

There are shortfalls in your story, which lead me to questions its authenticity. Namely, where you stated that the colour of the womb was red-orangey, when it is known, for a fact, that all newborn infants are colourblind for the first few minutes of this life.

I saw color just because we are told things we are not capable of don't mean it can't happen I saw beautiful reds 3 all distinct of each other no other colors though and a white light arriving into the world

Do you remember getting any immunization shots? I just want to know if that effects memory at all

I dontPlease reply with authenticity, support, and respect

I think the prior spirit-like period in the corner of the delivery room before entering your body is very interesting.I don't have any memory similar but ,as I am interested in early childhood memorys inspired by my own remembrance of birth,your experience is noteworthy.

I am going to favorite your story because I relate to you in that I have chosen to remember such the "extreme" memory as you have put it.May I use the word extreme from your story.I too would like to copyright my story because it is such a unique experience and the experiences use in science could be very valuable.I totally agree with your first paragraph that science is overlooking this ability of humans!I also want to favorite this because I too remember doing some voluntary thinking in the delivery room just after I was born -in English!I started asking myself," What is this place?" and also trying to speak to some visions I was having in my minds eye. I then realized I was thinking in English.And in all of this inner self speaking dialogue I even asked my self "Why I am I thinking in English."It made me want to investigate existence and I am now interested in this subject in the Psychological field.

Wonderful story! When my son was 2 1/2 years old as he lay in bed with his father and I, he told us about the day he was born. He told us amazing things that he experienced and remembered during his birth and coming home from the hospital. Unlike your story he didn't expound on what he remembered before the birth, just during and the day after. Sadly, the day after he shared his memories with us he could not recall any of what he had said, but I will forever hold on to the gift he gave me that night. He is now an amazing 22 year old man.

That's so lovely that your son shared his memory with you when he was small! It's not as uncommon or unlikely as you might think - the authors of an amazing book called Cosmic Cradle: Spiritual Dimensions of Life before Birth have been researching prebirth memory and communication for over 45 years. They'd be really interested to hear your story, if you'd be willing to share it! Please check out to see more stories like this one!

Although my brain is telling me this is highly unlikely, somehow the way you wrote about it makes me believe you. I can't tell you why, but I do. I can't remember anything about being born; my earliest memory is of the birth of my younger brother. I was 2 and a half years old at the time. After that, there's a gap until I'm 4 years old. I don't seem to have a very good memory in general, I have a lot of random images in my head and I have no idea where they come from. <br />
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This is a really amazing story. Thanks for sharing :)

I have always remembered being held up by ladies in a room,everything was loud,they were taking my foot prints it was very cold. The ladies said I was a very good size. One of the ladies was wearing an Estee Lauder parfume' that when I smell it after I remember that room and hear them say "What a good size she is!" in my memory. I freaked my mum out when I started telling her when I was little.<br />
I have many clear detailed memories all through my childhood my brothers say i'm their memories because they don't recall much. I always wonder if I came straight to my mum or if I was another person reincarnate.

how bizarre it must be to actually remember something that strange!! I am kind of glad I don't remember that personally, haha. I do wish I remember what it was like before I had a body though.

THE Most amazing thing I have ever read. Blessings on you.

I am Smiling<br />
Believe it or not I believe you<br />
I dont know how it is possible and I do not even know that I will ask but I do know that I dont doubt you for one minute!<br />
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I had an out of body experience when my first daughter was born and no one believed me<br />
They never told me they never believed me<br />
But I could tell by their smiles and their silence<br />
My (now X) had beat the **** out of me since the day we married<br />
I chose to shut him out but they called him into the room. STAT. They said stat. I knew then I was dead. I knew our baby was dead . I knew I really was floating above myself and that I really did see them working on me and him crying, the bastard, he was really probaby glad.<br />
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I love your story. Do you remember anything else like how did you learn to walk? or talk talk? or anything else like being potty trained? or just that day? <br />
Because after that day everything went back to normal but I swear I was dead and It was heaven! so much HEAVEN. so awesome. so good.