Yes and no. Painted the kitchen and kept the kettle on while midwife et al staged the scene, took the cursing with good grace for the end game, fielded my daughter, was refused the opportunity to bite the umbilical cord as ‘unsanitary’ (obviously she hadn’t noticed the state of the bed), declined to let her be ‘taken in’ as she was 1 ounce ‘underweight’, and as possession is nine tenths of the law they could sod off.
Midwives were lovely ladies, much more enabling than the consultant, who was of the opinion that we would jolly well do as we were told because it was -his- department. Listen to your midwife, she has likely played the game before.