Last night I worked postpartum.
It's a welcome break from L&D -- when it comes about every 6 months (and I don't think I have worked PP for about six months).
Anyway, I love it when the dads ring the call light to ask us to change the baby.
I get it when moms do. I was once a mom with a 4th degree laceration who getting off the bed seemed like climbing mount Everest. I get the moms (although most nurses don't).
I'll go in, I'll stand by the dad while he does it but I'm always amazed at how so many give-up at like 1/2 way through. They can't hold the feet and wipe at the same time, they just look at me like it's SO DARN HARD.
And then the dads come back with the next baby and they're all trained.
I had like 4 of them do this last night so it was just extra amusing.