On the radio this morning the topic was men in the delivery room as their children are being delivered?
Definately. They OWE us! Now if you hate the man or you tend to get violent when you’re in pain, yeah maybe the man shouldn’t be in there, but otherwise, they owe us that much! No copping out because you have a weak constitution, get over it and MAN UP! Like Mel (my favorite DJ) said.
Go watch some of the most disgusting movies ever if you have to to prepare, but for all the flatulence, tactless criticism, dirty socks on the floor, clothes everywhere, making us mother you and a whole host of other things we put up with that I won’t go into here, they owe us this support.
Then of course there’s the argument that if the man is there…he’ll have sexual issues later, not buying that either, the only fun thing in that whole ordeal is the making of the baby…
Don’t you think it scares the HELL out of us to have to go through that? Oh yeah, we handle it really well some of us do, and some of us not so much, but if you’re one of those women like me that internalizes everything, Dad may come away thinking that it was a cakewalk.
My son’s birth, while the reward is one that just keeps on giving, the experience of child birth for me is not something I am at all anxious to do again. All of my sisters have had one day deliveries, not a cake walk, but easier than mine no doubt, and they all want more. Not me.
No, no, and HELL NO.
We’ll just say that it was the worst three days of my life until the end. On a Sunday morning in July of 1997 at 10:52 a.m. my son was born and it was glorious…and I was exhausted.
I think a man that is able to create a child should be there next to the poor soul who must bear it. Men cannot even fathom what occurs within the body during that nine months, forget about those hours of labor. There is incessant discomfort, changes in the body you never imagined, feelings that can’t be predicted, cravings that aren’t expected and that gross even you out. They owe us that support.
Yes man, you should be there when your child is born, you should be chomping at the bit to be the first person your child sees. What a bonding experience for Dad that is. This is the reason I think men have a hard time sometimes bonding with their children, they’re scared. They don’t know what to do, or if they’re doing it wrong when they are doing something. It’s confusing, the whole damn process is a bit freaky if you ask me. I’m still getting freaked out, and he’s 10 now!
This isn’t easy for the ladies either and we get scared too, but real men go through it as much as possible with the mothers of their children because if she can do it, he can do it. (How’s that for a flip? LOL)
What are your thoughts on this, any particular experiences or stories you’d like to share? Speak up people!