This post was inspired by Claire at The Beauty of Bamboo and her post about her feet.
I was considered a bit of a lump when I was born. My older brother was early and weighed less than 6 pounds. When I turned up at 8 pound 3 my poor mom had trouble and I got stuck with my head out, screaming at the top of my little lungs, but the rest well and truly wedged.
In a situation like this they normally used the dreaded forceps, but in my case there was no doctor around to oversea the procedure so the midwife just grabbed what she could and got me out.
I have had no ill effects from this rough treatment, but I do have marks in the form of dents in my ribs! On the left I have a shallow indent about 6 inches across, while in the right I have a smaller, deeper dent - I think of these as the midwife's fingers and thumb respectively! They do not show up as much now as they did when I was a painfully thin teenager with not a single chest hair in sight, but I still do not like showing off my chest in public. Thinking about the chest hair, I only started getting that when I turned 40! Talk about a late developer! Ha!
The other thing about my chest is that I have 3 nipples - 2 normal ones and a smaller one below the left one. My wife says that I must be a Warlock, the 3rd nipple being to feed my familiar! Either way, it adds to the "interesting" look of my chest.