What was your dad doing while you were being born?
Lulu made me wonder in another thread...
Where was your dad while your mum was giving birth?
I remember my Grandma asking me when I was telling her Charlotte had been born whether Daryl had been nervous while he was walking the hallway waiting for hr to be born...I had a giggle.
Was he there, not there, told ot leave?
Did he faint, or was he a fabulous support person?
My dad was apparently in the staff lounge with the doctor eating steak and jelly when Iwas born...lol
All i know is my Mum was in the hospital bed & Dad was told to go home with my older sister, Mum was reading the Post magazine having a glass of orange juice with crushed ice then she got a urge to push & by the time she pressed the buzzer for the nurse to come, the nurse just caught me in time ... not bad effort seeing Mum was in labour for 36hours
Oh yeh also, Mum told me when she was pregnant with me the Doc thought she was carrying twins (turned out i had broad shoulders for a 7lb bub) ... Mum said oh well better go buy two of everything as Dad was getting ready to pass out at the thought of twins
sadly mine was at work for mine and my sisters birth . but my dh was right there by my side for both mine ... brave man ... he even took my placenta home in a bag ... thats huge for a sqeamish man like mine
(MD ... how funny as my DP couldn't wait to get his hands on the lemon pudding they wheeled into the labour room only moments after my giving birth ... he asked with hesitation if i wanted it and i said "Um, oh yeh i'm the one that just gave birth so I AM having it ", LOL )
The doctors/nurses told my Nan & Dad to go have lunch as there would be a while yet...so they did...and so i came lol. They missed the whole thing. Guess i was just too shy to come out with all those people watching haha
My dad was taking photos of me coming out...those photos are very well hidden. So well hidden that I don't think they even know where they are. I've seen the photos.
When my little sister was born my dad was down the business end catching her.
I was born at the Mater Mothers in Brisbane. My Dad was a truckie and when my Mum went into labour he was on his way to do a 12 hour trip. So he dropped her off at the bottom of the hill along with her suit case, wished her luck and said goodbye. Around 14 hours later he returned but I still wasn't born , so he went to the pub to wait. He returned a few minutes before I was born and was allowed in to witness me being born...My poor mum was only 18 years old andlaboured all by herself. What a champ
I am pretty sure he was either at work, at a pub or in some tramps bed. My father wasn't exactly 'father of the year' material. He hated me because i wasnt a boy.. my parents were told in the ultrasound that i was a boy but when i was born i was a girl...
My Dad was there when I was born. He was the first person to hold me, mum said she held her arms out for me, but they passed me to my Dad instead! Apparently he was paranoid about me being labelled wrong too, so he made sure to supervise when they took me out of the room to be weighed and tagged! Now I make DH do the same thing, JIC
Ha! My dad was busy laughing at my Mum who was high on Gas (he still laughs about it) until he saw my head at which point he hit the floor! Nurses were fanning him to come around and in the meantime poor Mum was like "HELLO, what about ME" When Mum got dropped off home with her new bundle of joy, Dad knicked off to work!
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What was your dad doing while you were being born?
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