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Originally Posted by jaysay
When my kids were born there was no such thing as the father being there holding the wifes hand, they told you in no uncertain terms where to go and get from under't feet, I didn't need sking twice  |
You were of the generation that paced hospital corridors and only entered the room once the labour was over and the wife was sitting up in bed, holding the baby and they were both cleaned and washed.
Today's father has much more gruesome sights, sounds, smells to contend with before he gets a look at his baby.
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Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs, cackling and telling me
'You'll be next.' They stopped when I started doing the same to them at funerals.
