weatherman
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Very off-topic as is my que, but how many Dads here witnessed the birth of their child? It was by far the single most amazing thing I've ever been a part of. I promised I'd quit smoking when she got pregnant so I was dipping Copenhegan, pushing on her back with one arm and holding a spit-cup in the other, ...no shit. I'm from Georgia.
He literally squirted out in my arms, slimy and gross, and I cut the cord. ...he's 6 now and he can still be rather gross.
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lairdude
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I was in the room for both of my kids being born. The second was a planned c-section and a repeat so I was prepared. With the first one her water broke at 1 AM and I was still up from the day before, the baby wasn't born until 3:30 PM and I still hadn't slept. Her mother taped the birth and one noticeable thing as the baby is coming out is the complete lack of any sounds coming from me. It was a tremendous experience.
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weatherman
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I caught the little dude and was speechless... slimy and all. I was, like, You gotta be kidding me God!
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Dadofthree
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I was in there for all three, would not have missed it for the world. The last was my first son on Super Bowl Sunday in '98, we watched the game together that day. I couldn't tell who played but I can tell you it was great holding him. I'm still getting my new place in order so he had been sleeping in my bed with me... I kind of held him last night. I sure do love my kids, they are really great kids.
My oldest starts college in August, but I can still tell you every thing about the day she was born like it was yesterday. Time flies....just love them.
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NHTom
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We had each of our 3 at home with a mid-wife. I concentrated on mom throughout and let the mid-wife worry about the babies.
I held her on her side for our first. It was February and -5 degrees outside. 5:10am.
Held her mostly standing for our second. Soft, warm June evening. 8:30pm. Idealic.
She was facing away sitting between my legs on the edge of the bed for our third. At one point she put her hands on my knees and pushed herself up and his head popped out. The mid-wife then told her, "Don't sit down." The rest followed soon after. 4:10am.
Dammed if I didn't pour everything I was into that woman to support, love, celebrate and encourage only to find out she never wanted to be with me to begin with. I was dedicated to her, something she could neither understand let alone reciprocate.
Yes. Everything about children is amazing. From their conception to their birth to their growing to their maturing.
Tonight, I miss the woman who birthed them.
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liberated
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Tom, this is very touching and I don't think it's true that she never wanted to be with you in the first place...people say lots of horrible things in a divorce to rationalize what they are doing.
Sorry to crash the guys thread...the title was just too intriguing:)
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aspect
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I was there for both births. Went to Lamaze classes for the first one. In both occasions, I was offered the job of cutting the cord. I don't get squeamish on much, but the thought of doing that was a bit unsettling. Plus, that's why they make the big bucks.
On both occasions, I thought. My God, what an ugly creature. Then, once they cleaned them, and covered up that cone head with a hat, they started looking kind of cute.
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numbnms
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There for both, cut the cords for both. 1st on was the typical 4th trip to the hospital with "labor" really expected to be sent home, it was our routin. She was in terrible pain, the Dr. that was donig the tap ... well I think he was still an intern because he kept missing whatever he was trying to hit. Then by the time he got it right well she was in heavy labor and the drugs didnt have time to take effect. My hand finally recovered about the time my son started sleeping through the night. I am still in shock that they not only let us take him home, but rather insisted we did. Did they not know we had absolutely no clue what we were doing? The manual for raising children seemed to have gotten lost because we hadnt gotten ours yet.
My daughter was early and a surprise, it was the last day of the month which for me is the goal line of a month I work 30 days for the results of 1. So it was a shock when I got the call and walked out of the office, for some reason I didnt think about work that day. After she was born I spent the next 3 days getting no sleep between running to the hospital and then back home to finish painting and prepping her room. Go home paint, go to the hospital while that lcoat dried, go home paint, go to the hospital while it dried, go home put togther a crib, go to the hospital...well you get the idea. But in the end it was the perfect lil princess room and pink with pale green accents. A huge carosel mural on the wall with her crib.
Anyway those are my stories.
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Forget waiting for the storm to pass
Learn to dance in the rain
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Nish
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Weatherman,
I hope you don't mind if I chime in on your post.
My first child was born in 1970. That was pre allowing Dad's to be in the delivery room. I was 19 and scared and should would have loved to have my husband holding my hand and beside me. He was only allowed to stay with me during labor, and not allowed in the delivery room.
Fast forward to 1986, 2nd marriage and new attitude about what Dad's could do. His first and my 2nd child. This experience was as different as night and day.
He was allowed to be with me throughout the entire procedure. This meant so much to me, as we had gone through 5 1/2 years of infertility treatment and 3 miscarriages, to finally reach this wonderful day.
He was 2 weeks late, and I was 1 day away from them inducing. I wasn't scared this time, and I was so happy my husband was with me.
He didn't just "pop" out, due to his size, they had to assit him. They had a specialist was there, and immediately took him aside to check him over.
Thanks to my husband, I knew immediately we had a son. I was concerned because he didn't come out crying. Then I finally heard his first cry. OMG, it was awesome. My husband and I were alternating between laughing and crying.
He didn't leave our side, except to go home and bring back a larger size outfit for our son. He weighed almost 10 pounds and would not fit into the "newborn" outfit.
I will never forget how having my husband there made all the difference in the world during the delivery of our child. We, not just I, welcomed our son into the world.
Dads, don't ever doubt your importance during this awesome life's experience. Even though we divorced 25 years later, I will forever have that beautiful memory in my heart that he was there for me when our son was born.
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mrpat
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Loc: Michigan
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Thanks Nish.
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