Thanks to the magic of social media and smart phones, people now document each and every moment of their regular, everyday lives with selfies. One dad-to-be decided to capture a not so regular event too: his wife giving birth.
The Dad below snapped a selfie during the moment his wife appears to be ACTIVELY PUSHING OUT THEIR BABY.
Dude. Put the phone down.
Also, I sincerely hope this was a one off selfie grab and he wasn’t taking numerous shots until he got the perfect one. I SEE YOU PEOPLE!!!
In either case, he will be officially added to my existing list of “Crap Husbands Pull While Their Wives are in Labor“— a list inspired by my husband Mike, who waited for the bodega across the street to brew a fresh pot of coffee while I was having contractions with our doorman at 2am in our lobby. (If you haven’t read the comment section underneath that post, grab some popcorn and go read all the stories. TRUST ME.)
What terrible/annoying/hilarious thing did your spouse or partner try to pull while you were in labor? You know there was at least one thing you still hold over his head.
My husband made a batch of chocolate chip cookies to take to the hospital with us – he thought it would be nice to have something homemade to snack on while we were there. This was actually a really nice thought except that he started eating them in front of me while I was in active labor and in a significant amount of pain. And shared them with our nurse. And the two of them stood next to my bed chitchatting while I was having contractions. So for a while, instead of holding my hand and helping me through my contractions he was just standing next to me eating cookies. With my nurse. When I was giving birth for the first time. And the most amazing thing is that I didn’t curse at him one time during the entire 18 hours or my labor and delivery!
At some ungodly hour through the night, I rolled out of bed to go pee. My water broke and I went back to the bedroom to tell my husband. He was so excited, and promptly asked if he had time to shower. I laughed and said yes, as I wasn’t having contractions yet. When he finally emerged, I was dressed and rolling like a whale on my exercise ball, I saw he had also shaved. I still wasn’t having any bad contractions at that point so it really just made me laugh.
My husband did that old Bill Cosby (that doesn’t sound nearly as innocent as it used to) skit about 3 too many times. “Push it out, shove it out, waaaay out!” Complete with overzealous lamaze breathing. He stopped after I threatened him with his life.
Oh dear, that husband is in for it! I started contractions hard and fast. My dear husband took our dog over to his brother’s house since we had some time to kill. I said SOME time, not hours. He had a drink to celebrate with his brother, and called me to have me pack up his bag. At that point I was in a ball on the floor yelling. Needless to say he quickly and quietly packed his own bag when he finally got home.
Then while at the hospital, I might have gotten a bit loud during contractions. My husband shushed me. The glare from myself and the nurse was priceless… he didn’t speak again until our daughter was born 🙂
When I was pregnant with our first my husband and I didn’t yet live together for financial reasons…I was due the following Wednesday, but we were prepped for my labor to be late because firstborns are notorious for that. The weekend before I was due he asked if I would be ok with him heading up to Dallas (we live just north of Houston…so about 3 hours away) to go to a Renaissance Festival with some friends. I said no…but he decided I’d never know and went anyway. So when I called him Saturday evening to say I was in labor and to warn him to eat and take a nap cuz we’d need to head to the hospital soon, he had to admit he was three hours away.
I’ve never let him live it down.
My husband was working in the delivery room with baby number two. She came a week early and he HAD to get a project finished because no one else in the office could….he is the one who regrets it.