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I was in the delivery room---though I didn't have any expectation of it. We'd only met H's bmom the day before he was born (he was induced because there was some concern about size and position.) I'm don't know this for a fact, but I think she may have told our coordinator that she did want us at the hospital before we even met. The night we met her, part of the discussion was about the logistics of the next day---and everyone treated it like a foregone conclusion that we'd be there, we'd be given bracelets for the nursery, etc. The next morning, bmom's father called us to give an update on the timing. We showed up w/ flowers and magazines for her, asked what they'd like us to do---wait in her room or in the waiting area. They wanted to spend more time getting to know us, so we stayed.
We went next door to get her parents some lunch and by the time we walked back in she was in labor. Her dad came running down the hall and told me she wanted me in the room (though not dh) I went in, but tried to stand back behind her mother, who was holding her hand. I was amazed. It was a gift I did not expect at all.
Even though my own experience was special, I sort of agree w/ Brenda that the birth should perhaps stay private. It is not at all that I didn't appreciate being there, but I would hate to think that my joy in seeing our son born increased her pain in any way.
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