24 Times Delivery Rooms Turned Into Chaos After Cheating Came To Light

Late to the party and I am not a doctor but...


I am white and my wife is black. I am frog-belly fluorescent-white; think ginger light. My wife is earthy brown. No one would ever describe her as light-skinned. We have a daughter.

She had a difficult labor and our daughter was delivered via c-section. She did not really get to see our daughter immediately after delivery.

Later in our room she was dozing and they brought our daughter in. My relatives and my wife's relatives all commented on how my daughter looked so much like me and was not even close to the pigmentation of my wife.

So I carried my daughter over to my wife and gently woke her and showed her our daughter and said "I do not think she's yours."

We all had a good laugh.

The worst meltdowns I ever saw had nothing to do with skin colour. Some backwards horrible cultures you had to call security if some poor lady gives birth to a girl.

Not a doctor, but my best friends stepbrother was that guy who found out he wasn't the father because the baby was black.

I'll try to make it short. Dude had gone to rehab twice and was doing really really well. He came back home for a weekend and slept with his ex-gf. Left and went back to his house states away to continue his newfound life. Got the call she was pregnant and dropped everything to come back and be a father. We were really worried he would relapse but he was great.

So 9 months of preparation goes by. He was gonna be an awesome dad. All worried about relapsing were gone and he seemed ready to become the best dad he could ever be.

Baby comes out. Everybody's happy. Nurse takes him aside after a few minutes and says "I want to ask you something. You do know that's not your kid right?" He says what do you mean?

"Well, that baby is at least half black, but the pigments are prolly going to really darken."

So he goes over to his ex-gf and asks if there's anyways what the nurse just told him is true. She starts sobbing and breaks down completely. Admits that she slept with a black guy right around time he came back. So he says, "Alright. I'm glad you and the baby are healthy. Have a nice life."

Walks into the waiting room where all the new grandparents are waiting. Cheers. Celebration. "Everything good?"

"Yep. Healthy baby. Healthy mom. I'm *not* the father. I'm outta here." And walked right out the door.

The girls parents even wanted him to pay and support. He moved back to where he got his life back together and is doing incredibly well. But man, I wish he had all that time back.

My friend was a delivery nurse for the hospital that all high risk pregnancies go to. They are extremely busy and she has brought a lot of people into the world. She once delivered a baby in the parking lot by herself. This has come up on a weekly basis, but she shared the best story with us.

A Caucasian couple come in and the mother is in labor. When the dude is filling out paperwork the mother takes the doctor aside. She tells him there is a chance that the baby may a different race than the father and to let her know as soon as the baby is born.

The baby is born. The doctor turns to the mother and announces loudly, "Congratulations on your WHITE baby boy."

A patient asked if both possible fathers could be in her c-section so that neither would miss the birth of his child. They'd figure out the details later.

My parents' cat had five kittens. Two all-black, three all orange. There is a black male stray and an orange male stray in the neighborhood. She looked a little ashamed maybe.

I'm way late to the party with this one but it's about my mum. She had my brother when she was only 16 and had a very hard birth with him. Back in that time the husband wasn't allowed in the labour room and my grandma was at work, when my brother was born he got stuck so they had to use forceps and he was also jaundice so he looked like an Asian baby.

My grandma turns up after work and is looking at all the babies in the room they were kept and asks which one was her daughters baby. The nurse points to my brother and him looking all Asian my grandma storms up to my mum on the ward and said which Asian guy did you sleep with, well my mum thought she was joking so she said I don't know it was to dark to see.

My grandma then proceed to hit my mum, until a nurse came in and explained. My brother is now 44 and as white as white can be.

This is fun.

My wife's cousin's 3rd came out black. She's married to the pastiest Irish guy you can find. Their marriage did not end, but this has created an interesting story. Grandma tells every one that he is just really native american (her husband was 1/2 native). He is now 15 and still, no one in the family will admit that he's black.

I'm blonde and the hubs is ginger. Our daughter came out with black hair and jaundiced so she looked very Jersey Shore. Those first pics of us as a family are hilarious. After about 2 weeks, her hair turned to an auburn and her skin tone is pale like us.

My parents both have blood type O+, while mine is A+. I asked my mom about it when I was learning the basics of genetics in the sixth grade, and she said that the doctor had told her it was some sort of rare mutation. However, now that I'm older, and have remembered it, I'm going to ask her about it again, since I'm pretty sure that my dad wouldn't know the importance of blood types, and I'm positive my mom would have lied in order to make sure I had a good dad.


UPDATE: My mom texted me back. According to her, both she and my dad are definitely type O+, so there goes the forgetting of the blood type theory. Apparently my dad did know enough at the time of my birth to request a DNA test before he signed the birth certificate, and it came back as a 99.8% match, which he only told my mother about after the fact. The cool part is that the same thing supposedly happened with my paternal grandmother, who also had type A blood, but was conceived by two type O parents. There is always a small chance that my mother is being untruthful, but I don't see why she would be at this point since I'm grown. Plus, my dad and I share similar physical features. I hope y'all enjoyed the update.

Late to the party, but one of my colleagues in Anesthesia once placed an epidural in a heavily tattooed lady. Apparently she had, "Steve's Lunchbox" tattooed above her privates. She gave birth. The OB/GYN turned to the father in the room and said, "Congratulations, Steve."


The guy stated, "My name isn't Steve."

No meltdowns or anything, just an awkward moment.

This may get buried but my family is of Portuguese and German heritage so we have some super pale people in the family and some who tan insanely quickly. However both my parents are pretty pale.

I was the firstborn. Blue eyed, red haired, pale skinned. The whitest white baby.

Two years later my brother was born. Brown. Brown hair eyes and skin. My mom got so many postman jokes it wasn't even funny. She didn't cheat. My brother just happened to win the Portuguese genes.

I guess this doesn't really belong here but oh well.

I'm not a doctor, but when my godson was born, the nurse told us about this guy who had gotten two girls pregnant at the same time. They both wound up at that hospital just down the hall from each other giving birth hours apart. What a lucky guy.

My ex had our baby girl. We r both white, baby came out white also. Nothing strange there. 2 years later when we split up I went for custody of the child. Since we wasnt married DNA testing was required. It came back 99.99% not my kid. Color and heritage features of a family can make all the difference. Sometime I wonder how many men are raising some other mans child and never know it.

I might be the first medical professional to post in this thread, hot darn. So I'm a NICU nurse that was floating to the nursery, a baby was born with a genetic abnormality (had one missing limb) but was otherwise doing fine. The pediatrician was in the parents' room discussing with them the follow up type stuff for the baby - appointments with a geneticist, an orthopedic surgeon, etc. At some point in the conversation the mother asked what the baby's blood type was, to which the pediatrician responded "A+." The father of the baby insisted that was impossible, as he AND his wife (this was their third baby) were both O-. The pediatrician got totally flustered and came back to the nursery to verify the lab results - baby really was A+. We even went so far as to re-draw the baby's blood and re-test it - nope, A+. There is absolutely no chance that the baby belonged to that man. The husband left the hospital soon after and didn't show up again until it was time to pick up the mom and baby to bring them home. The mom spent the rest of the hospital stay lying alone, in the dark, mostly hiding under the covers.

Best friend (black) slept with a girl (white). She had a boyfriend (white) and he was delighted when she became pregnant. This boyfriend spent a fortune getting their house ready for the bundle of joy, his whole family were massively supportive and excited, so much so that they all came to the hospital for the birth.

So there are 2 large families excitedly waiting for the new addition to the family who are somewhat shocked when the baby comes out black. She's obviously less surprised and says something like "I'm really sorry but I need to tell you something..."

My friend gets the call and goes in for the DNA test. Not a match. Girl say to boyfriend "I'm really sorry but there is something else I need to tell you..." Next black guy gets a call and it's his! I always wonder how many she might have had to call in!

Don't know too much of the aftermath because my friend did not hang around for long after he discovered it wasn't his!

TL;DR white couple have black baby, girl admits cheating, but picks wrong guy for DNA test.

Ironically enough, I'm reading this from the maternity ward right now. 7lb 5 oz, looks like me thank god.

Edit: thanks for all the congrats! I was only kidding before, my wife is the most wonderful and faithful woman ever. She suffered through 24 hours of labor for my little man to be here. So far it's exhausting, but every second with my son is worth it.

Everyone in middle school thought I was adopted because I'm super white looking. But I'm actually half Hispanic. I'm just pale.

I wouldn't be surprised if the doctor who delivered me (and my sister 3 years prior) didn't write here saying 'Indian dad, white mum, kid came out white, mum definitely cheated, but the dad must having been having a meltdown on the inside.'

Although, I've looked it up out of curiosity, and apparently skin colour is a genetic lottery when the parents are of different races.

My friend told me this story of hers. Woman and her husband were having their first child and it was the friends first ever delivery (ob/gyn). When she got the baby out she looked at it, then looked at the parents and asked "OK, which of you has six fingers?" The mother broke down crying yelling I'm sorry to the husband...their neighbor apparently had 6 fingers.