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Problem is, I never held a baby before my own, nor was I at all interested in babies as a kid, but I was still pretty good at it - better than most men I see. My step-brothers were pressed into baby duty as kids, and they’re still awkward and unsure with their own. Of course, this is going back to individuals, as opposed to a group. Anecdote /= data, and all that.
Asking my friends with kids about their previous baby experience doesn’t really reveal that women spent a lot of time with babies growing up - most of us come from small families, rather than the old style farm family with a dozen kids. Most of us weren’t around babies (except as toddlers) until we had our own. And, yeah, the men are clumsier and less able to read babies’ cues. I also notice that they’re less likely to be creative and try something new without prompting. If a baby’s crying, they’ll hand the baby to a woman instead of trying jiggling, swinging, rocking, walking, etc.
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I think it is generally true that men will give up sooner (though many will come up with some magic move Mom never thought of!) and be awkward. But why is that? I suspect that a lot of the time, it’s because they can. They know that Mom is the last-resort-person, and she will come to the rescue most of the time. Moms don’t have that ‘luxury.’ We have to come up with something, so we do.
It’s a bit like the stereotype of the guy who can’t find the ketchup or do the laundry, or the girl who can’t fix a tire. They don’t really have to, so they can get out of it by being helpless. Sure, it sacrifices some dignity and self-reliance, but it saves 'em having to learn something new. Once they’re in a bind and really have to do it, they will suddenly develop a capacity for it.
I do think that as a generalization, women will have a somewhat easier time dealing with infants than men will–but both have to learn a lot, and plenty of women are clueless, while lots of men are naturals. I think the learning/necessity factor is very large.
In fact (alert: anecdote ahead) this weekend we visited my husband’s brother and his wife; they have a 2-yo daughter. Our two daughters and their little girl spent pretty much the whole weekend running around and hollering. DangerDad and I both hate this and have to keep telling ourselves that they are being normal kids, they’re having fun, and they’re not being bad (we squish over-the-line behavior promptly). BIL and SIL, meanwhile, are totally unbothered; neither of them mind at all and will sit there, benignly smiling at this utter mayhem that is giving me a headache. And why? Because our girls are normally relatively quiet kids; they talk a lot and run plenty, but don’t usually go in for mayhem at this scale. Their daughter, however, is like that all the time, and they’ve had to learn to deal with it, while we have not (thankfully).