At the time of my first child's birth, my husband worked in media relations for a major sports team. It was two weeks before the start of the season, so he was extremely busy.
He kept getting called out of the room where I was in labor to answer calls (before mobile phones), and the office was even faxing pages for his approval to the nurses' station!
It gets better. I am an editor/proofreader, and while I was in labor, I was proofreading final pages for the team's media guide!
Finally, the frustrated head nurse put a stop to it all, and I had my daughter about four hours later.
(By the way -- there were no typos in that media guide!)