At one point in her pregnancy I told my best friend Sarah I would be willing to be on "back-up" for her hubby in the delivery room. Ryan is what I like to call a little bit of a wussy when it comes to bodily fluids, and I didn't want her to be alone if he went down. :)
The more we talked about it, the more they were considering having me in the delivery room regardless of how he was doing. On D Day they still hadn't decided so I remained on backup.
Ryan called to have me bring some things they forgot to the hospital. When I got there her contractions had died down a bit so I said I'd stay and keep them company for a while, and instructed them to kick me out whenever they felt the need. Our main topic of conversation was the baby's middle name because they hadn't decided on one yet.
It ended up working out nicely. I went and got lunch for Ryan and ran some errands for them and I stayed with Sarah if Ryan wanted a break. During contractions I would massage her back and rub her legs, and in between I would massage her feet. When contractions got worse I read her some verses over and over that she had printed out for delivery. By the time the nurse came in with the deliver room waiver for Ryan to sign, Sarah wanted me to sign it too.
I was super excited I was going to be a part of this amazing miracle! After that point Sarah wouldn't allow me to leave her. I told her I would go get her camera in the car for when the baby came, and she yelled, "NO DON'T LEAVE ME!" It was nice to feel so needed. :)
We all worked together like it had been planned to a T. Sarah did absolutely great and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. I bawled my eyes out. Ryan did amazing as well. I must say I was really surprised he hung in there and did as great as he did.
They still hadn't decided on a middle name when I left that night.
When I came back the next morning I asked if they had decided. Sarah started crying. She told me they couldn't have done it without me. I started crying. I told her they could have. She said that Ryan and her decided to give their baby girl my middle name.
There are no words.
I have a new found respect for my husband. I would get so angry when he was moping around the day after I pushed a baby out of me, saying HE was exhausted. Well let me tell you, it IS exhausting! I took a 4 hour nap the day after Sarah's delivery and it took me a while to recover! There are just so many emotions involved and it really is exhausting for the coach. So remember that ladies before you castrate your husbands when they complain about being tired after delivery. :)