When we were engaged DH and I were playing tennis. I fell on my ankle and came as close to breaking it as I could without actually breaking it. While I was screaming and crying in pain DH was running around the court like a chicken with his head cut off putting tennis balls back into the case while a stranger walking by was putting his water bottle on my ankle, etc. When we got to the hospital he tried to carry me into the emergency room and the guys by the door yelled at him and told him to wait and put my in a wheel chair. Poor DH was so flustered throughout the whole thing. Since then it has been an ongoing joke that when we got pregnant and I went into labor he wouldn't know what to do with himself so we would have to have practice drills so he wasn't so flustered (to add to it he is a deep sleeper and is even MORE flustered when he is woken up from a deep sleep). Well, last night I was woken up by a horrible leg cramp and yelled "Ow!", DH immediately popped up "What!? Is it time? Do we need to go to the hospital!?" Mind you, I am 33 weeks. It told him no, that it was just a leg cramp and his response was "See my reaction time! I was all ready to get up and go!" He was so proud of himself...it was really sweet. I have been chuckling about it all day.
How do you think your DH's will be under labor pressure?