Brock wants to be in the delivery room when his brother is born.
He started talking about it awhile ago and Greg and I figured he would eventually forget about it. But he hasn’t. Every time we bring it up to him, we (gently) discuss the things that are going to happen. Each discussion leads to him being more and more insistent on him being present for his brother’s birth.
Us: “Buddy? The baby is going to come out of Mommy’s vagina. It’s going to hurt and she might yell and scream. We don’t want to scare you.”
Him: “I will tell the doctor to give you medicine to make you feel better. That’s what you do for me when I get hurt.”
Us: “What if we are in there all night? Or all day? Won’t you get tired? Or bored?”
Him: “Nope. I have my phone and we can pack movies and popcorn! And I will start to sing to you if you get bored. Does that sound like a good plan?”
Us: “Brock. The baby will probably be covered in blood when he comes out. Are you sure you can handle that?”
Him: “Guys? ::eye roll:: I’m a big kid. Blood doesn’t scare me and I can give him a bath.”
So after going back and forth over the last two months, we decided that Brock was going to watch a birthing video with us. I really needed him to understand what he was getting himself into and I didn’t feel like a pep-talk was going to be adequate.
So I turned to YouTube and found a (obviously condensed) 4-minute birthing video. Of course, Adrianna decided that she needed to watch the video as well because, God-forbid, she be left out of anything that her brother gets to do.
Less than a minute in, Adrianna was hiding in my armpit.
Before the end of the 4 minutes, they were both in tears. Brock begged me to never go to the hospital again because all babies are mean when they are born. Adrianna cried that she was never going to have babies.
Greg gently suggested to the kids that they could be at the head of the bed with Mommy when the baby is born so they didn’t actually have to watch him come out. Brock decided that’s the best option for him. Until it’s time to cut the cord which he still insists that he is going to do. Adrianna doesn’t even want to come to the hospital to visit us.
I’m a little concerned for her psyche at this point.
So here’s my question(s): If you have children, were any of the older ones in the delivery room when their younger sibs were born? If you don’t have children, would you consider (obviously based on the child and their interest/ability to handle the carnage) allowing them in the delivery room?
I’ve already talked to my OB and she said she was fine with one or both of the kids being in the delivery room as long as there is a designated adult in the waiting room that can take the kids out if they start to freak out or if something needs to be done emergently with me or the baby.