When I was pregnant with DD, DH read everything he could about having a baby. He also bombarded his mom with questions. Somehow, even with all that research, he never learned that the birth of the baby was the end of it; the placenta also had to be delivered. So, about a minute after DD was born, he asked the midwife if it was okay to use his cell phone to call his parents and she obliged. He calls his dad and then hands me the phone to have a chat as I'm getting ready to deliver the placenta. I could have killed him!