Becoming a grandfather for the first time

 However, men of my generation were expected to be there at the bedside, heroically clutching our wives by the hand, gritting our teeth and fighting the feelings of rising panic, doing our best not to faint. Do women realise, I wonder, what an ordeal childbirth is? My son-in-law certainly does, which is why he pleaded squeamishness and said, if nobody minded, he’d prefer to wait outside.