In hindsight my DH was great with both girls labours/deliveries. He would run and get me anything I asked for including reassuring midwives at a moments notice.

At the time he did annoy the heck out of me with DD1's labour. I had a stretch and sweep done on Tuesday and cramping started immediately. That night at 1am I had a show and called the hospital. He was completely oblivious to the phone call and my pain and I wasn't being quiet! Wednesday I lay in bed all day moaning and groaning waiting for the contractions to get serious while he played on the PS2. I was due to be induced that afternoon but labour had already started. DH was on the phone telling his relatives that I was getting induced, completely disregarding the fact that I already was in labour and had a show. It really annoyed me. On the way to the hospital he drove erratically, going too fast and then braking hard, all the while I'm getting strong contractions. Once we arrived at hospital he was great with the exception that he kept trying to comfort me during each contraction and I couldn't stand to be touched at all. I even swore at a midwife to 'don't f***ing touch me' at one time and later apologised to her for my rudeness. She understood and was very forgiving. DD1 was born on Thursday... I was absolutely exhausted!

With DD2 I was induced on Christmas Day. DH calmly took me to hospital and was great the whole time we were there. No complaints at all. Quick labour and birth and helpful hubby. I guess 2nd time around he knew what to expect? Hopefully this next one will be like DD2's delivery.