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I was really afraid for my husband when it came time to deliver. I honestly thought that it would upset him and I worried that I would have to “baby” him. My husband is a rather timid soul and he would never argue with a doctor. (Funny thing: introverted men tend to marry very assertive women…)
As it turns out, he was fantastic during the whole experience. No, he didn’t tell anybody what to do. But, he did handle the whole thing very well. He chose to stay up by my head and not watch the crowning/gory stuff, for which I am grateful. He was supportive and didn’t take it personally when I slapped his hand away when he tried to give me a comforting pat. I later found out that he had to stare at a spot on the wall and focus on not laughing when it came to the “Ring of Fire” part of the delivery. I was screaming “AGHH!! IT BURNS!” and he thought this was funny. He had the good sense to keep that to himself until afterwards.
Now, we have a lovely little injoke where I, if I ask him to do something he really doesn’t want to do, I just sweetly ask him, “Oh, I’m sorry, honey… does it burn?” 
As it turns out, he was fantastic during the whole experience. No, he didn’t tell anybody what to do. But, he did handle the whole thing very well. He chose to stay up by my head and not watch the crowning/gory stuff, for which I am grateful. He was supportive and didn’t take it personally when I slapped his hand away when he tried to give me a comforting pat. I later found out that he had to stare at a spot on the wall and focus on not laughing when it came to the “Ring of Fire” part of the delivery. I was screaming “AGHH!! IT BURNS!” and he thought this was funny. He had the good sense to keep that to himself until afterwards.