In fact she turned her head and kissed me a few times while she was giving birth... (can it get ANY better?
Uh...no. It can get no better.
We did the heefin' and hawin' of Lamaze when my kids were born. I was sitting in the visitor chair in the hospital room before we went into delivery ("we," hah! like what was I going to do?), during a long night of labor. I held my wife's hand and talked encouragingly and heefed and hawed along with her as the contractions came.
Long about 3 a.m. my darling wife seemed to fall asleep, like no more contractions or something. Looking back, I realize this should have alarmed me and sent me running for a nurse. I can only claim I must either have been in fatherhood shock at the moment, or thought contractions COULD stop and start, because I just thought she could get some rest now, and I didn't wake her. And, uh, maybe I drowsed a little in the chair.
About 7 a.m. the doctor came in and asked how things were going. I said "funny thing, Doc, the contractions seemed to stop about 3 hours ago."
Wife barely looked in my direction, opened her eyes to slits, and hissed "You *&&hole."
She NEVER talks like that.
Of course she hadn't been asleep, and the contractions hadn't stopped. And I'm sure I deserved it.
Many congratulations to you and yours, Mantis. This baby business is great stuff!