hysterical

This book, Birth Day, has so far been highly educational in explaining the history of childbirth and the actual science of humans giving birth (vs. gorillas who have it easy!) But, the other day I was reading a chapter titled Daddies and laughed out loud. Please enjoy the following:

"Every expectant father goes a bit nuts. This is particularly true of first-time dads. It may be as subtle as a quaver in his voice or as operatic as a mid-delivery swoon, but anyone watching a brand-new father-to-be in a maternity ward can tell at a glance: the boy's not right."

Bo and I have had many brief talks on his role in the delivery room. He has assured himself that he will be staying at the head of the bed and does not need to see anything. If it was his choice, he would sit out in the waiting room and smoke cigars while awaiting for the news to be brought to him. Ha! If only he knew he should be living in the 1950s.

Another quote:
"William Kunst-Wilson hit the nail on the head when he wrote in 1981 that in one short generation a father's role had morphed from 'an unnecessary source of infection, to an essential source of affection, for both mother and newborn."

At this point in time, Bo is pretty much required to attend the delivery. Too bad for him that it very well might fall on the same weekend as the Girls Soccer Championship Game.

Whatever happens, I believe Bo will be very supportive. His words today, "I just don't know how you are going to handle the pain if you couldn't even handle getting your nose pierced." No really, I think he will be very helpful.
I know I will be in a lot of pain, but part of me hopes, that while dealing with the pain, I will simultaneously be smiling inside just a little watching Bo go nuts.