I was a late bloomer when it came to getting married and then having a child. The truth is I never felt that ready, and was scared about being able to take care and support anther human being. In my heart I always wanted a family, and little person I could love and give too. So at 36 years old both my wife and I felt it was time while we were still young enough.

I remember her taking the test at my sister’s house, and coming up from the washroom to say we are pregnant. We were both very excited because it only had taken about two months to conceive. Later that night I was dreaming of having a boy, but if the baby was a girl that would be fine too. All I really wanted was a healthy happy child.

As a young person who watched television and went to the movies, it was always the woman who was pregnant. The man’s job was to go out get pickles and ice cream in the middle of night, help out a bit more, go to doctor appointments, and drive her to the hospital when it was time. The wife would go into the delivery room, and the man would pace back and forth waiting nervously with the other expectant fathers. When the doctor came with the good news, cigars were passed out to everyone. I had it all figured out.

The next morning I was eager to tell my wife what I considered my part to be in this pregnancy. My wife had said many times prior that she wanted me in the delivery room. Of course being a guy, I never really thought she was serious. Not only did she want me in the delivery room but I was also required to go with her to these prenatal classes, and learn how to coach her through the birthing process. She made sure to tell me again that we are pregnant.

All I could think at that moment was I am not pregnant she is, and we are having a baby. The other important issue for most of the guys I know happens to be the visual aspects of intimacy. How would I ever get past this image in the future when it came too…? Looking back now that might have been a little selfish, but I am almost sure most guys’ reason in those terms at the time.

The long and short is this … I was very happy to see my son come into this world healthy with everything in place where it should be. I even was able to get over those visual images I mentioned earlier. The one thing that I never seem to grasp was what my wife said to me in the delivery room. She said I did this to her. I was under the impression that we are pregnant meant, we did this to each together.

With that said, I believe if all it takes to make your wife feel more comfortable through her pregnancy, is to simply say we are pregnant, indulge her!! The truth is men have the easier job where this aspect of life is concerned. We should consider ourselves very lucky!!