Over here, kelebrian talks about her non helpful husband during her delivery.
Mine was similar. I called him on our daughters first birthday at 1:00 in the afternoon when she was born to mark the anniversary. His response “I though she was born in the middle of the night.”
“No, honey, you just slept through most of it, so it felt like the middle of the night.”
My husband is a wonderful guy, but he was so lost - and so completely unprepared for being woken up at 3:30 in the morning for a hospital trip three weeks before the due date. My parents (who came to pick up my son when I went into labor- my son had arrived via airplane six months earlier, that was an easy delivery) had to push him out the door saying “our daughter is going to give birth here if you don’t take her to the hospital.” Once he got to the hospital, he was completely unprepared for watching me go through the pain, not at all ready to deal with the blood. He was helpful when being told exactly what to do, but I was in no shape to coach him, and our labor and delivery nurse was - well, that’s a pit thread.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad he was there. I just wish my sister, who had been drafted as the backup labor coach (because I suspected my husband was going to be lacking) wasn’t in Montana when I delivered three weeks early (who knew?). Or that I would have had the second delivery nurse (shift change) for the entire process, she was wonderful and would have got him through.
Had we done a second birth, I think he’d be better prepared for number two. He just was completely out of the loop on what to expect (despite classes - and possibly because he thought he’d have my sister, a RN, there to help).
So, how helpful was the father of your child?