When I had my baby, my partner was there. To be honest at the time, I wouldn't have cared if he was there or not (or even if there was a giant radioactive squid in the room), I just wanted the baby out of me. The only thing that my partner was good for was handing me my bottle of water between contractions. However, once the baby was out it was an amazing sight to see our baby for the first time. Later, my partner said he hadn't even realised what the gender of the baby was (despite me and the midwife having a discreet peek and proclaiming "it's a boy"!) because he was so overcome by seeing the baby lying there that he was stunned and everything going on around him was blocked out.
In summary, I think it would be something that the man would hugely be missing out on if he wasn't there. I mean, how many times in your life do you get to see a life that you helped create take it's first breath? And like many previous posters have mentioned, no one's going to force you to look if you're squeamish.
In summary, I think it would be something that the man would hugely be missing out on if he wasn't there. I mean, how many times in your life do you get to see a life that you helped create take it's first breath? And like many previous posters have mentioned, no one's going to force you to look if you're squeamish.