My mom had 5 miscarriages before I was born. She was 43 when she had me. My dad was 41. She had a blood clot while giving birth to me. I had the umbilical cord wrapped around my head. Was pulled out by forceps. I have the scars to show. Are these recipe for SZ?
I was told I was a “miracle baby”. didn’t help my Jesus delusion. Nor did many other things. Like being half Jewish and my name starting with J.
None. I slided out
That was quite a traumatic birth for both of you.
I was pulled out with bottom/legs first. I think its quite unusuall.
My mother had an abortion prior to me, which she regrets to this day, and I ended up being a C-section birth. My biological father was a heavy pot smoker & drinker and my mother was heavy cigarette smoker. I don’t think those biochemicals gave me a fair short at life.
Yeah I was given insight to my birth by a man who said “That tends to be traumatic for the parents”.
Made me realize it wasn’t only traumatic to me but to my parents.
As far as I know my mother was very stressed out during her pregnancy. Everything matters in pregnancy. Everything. Too bad we oftenly acknowledge it after the damage has been done. 
And they had you pretty late. I think it matters too.
I’m told if the father is older it increases the risk of SZ. Especially when you see fathers who are 50-60 years old having children with >40 year old women.
There are some advantages to having older parents and some disadvantages. I think it evens out for a large part.
I had a tough birth…I had to be delivered by a section.
nope but it seems that i was quite sleepy during the birth :).
Everything was perfect. I shouldn’t have schizophrenia based on the odds, but I do. Life’s a bitch.
Same here. Nothing to reveal that I would have. No one in the family had it also
My birth was normal, but mental illness runs strong in my mom’s family.
Mental illness runs strongly on both sides of my family I was cursed from birth 
My dad has a schizophrenic cousin…other than that it’s just bi-polar, depression and anxiety, but still…
Nothing to report… other then I was a surprise…
My parent’s were young… and maybe not as ready…
There is mental illness in both sides of my family… my dad’s side has more of it… in stronger doses.
I was a blue baby; I had fluid in my lungs and was ■■■■■■ up
I was a pre me ( a premature birth) born ahead of time . The second child of three.
I was a twin birth 2 months premature which was a big deal in the 1960’s. My mother was in labor for days before we were born. My weight was under 4 pounds and my Dad had the flu a little under 4 months before we were born. My twin brother who surprisingly is normal had fluid in his lungs and we were separated for 2 and a half weeks after we were born while he struggled for life in an incubator. In fact we did not leave the hospital and see each other or our parents again until almost a month later as that was standard procedure then. My father’s mother passed away 2 months before we were born and my father went to the funeral alone because it was in another state and my mother being pregnant couldn’t travel. So they were separated for a time. My Mom came into labor after lifting heavy suitcases for a sick relative coming out of the hospital. My Mom also took fertility pills in order to have us. Later in life I experienced my parent’s divorce, a hard hit to the head in an accident as a little kid, molestation from my peers, and psychological, and physical abuse from my step-parent. I’ve had a charmed life. Also there was schizophrenia in one of my Uncles and his Aunt.
My mother literally almost died giving birth to me. She had toxemia of pregnancy. I saved her life by being born. I was born on a record cold day, in the middle of winter, 55 years ago. I was premature and I weighed only 4 pounds, 0 ounces, which was very small for back then. I had to be in an incubator. I didn’t get to go home for several weeks, but exactly how many, I’m not sure. I’ve forgotten what my mom told me. And I don’t want to call my mom now to ask at this late hour. My grandmother, father, sister, son, niece, grandniece and myself all are, or were sza. My brother was severely depressed. Of the sza members, some were treated, some were not. I really don’t know if this means my sza is environmental or hereditary. Could be a little bit of both.