When my wife was giving birth to our son, it was such a difficult time! First of all, it didn’t matter how often they adjusted the temperature control, my wife was never satisfied with the climate control settings! She would say it was too hot, and then it was too cold, and it would never be just right. When she was experiencing the contractions, I would tell her to work on the breathing techniques and she would shout at me that it felt like her insides were being ripped apart. How could I say anything to that? It was such a stressing situation and she was getting on everyone’s case since she was just in so much pain. She kept screaming at the nurses to adjust the thermostat constantly as though that were going to help things. Even though everyone knew she would just want the thermostat adjusted again, I told them to at least pretend like they were still adjusting the climate control system. When my son was finally born, everything seriously calmed down. She quit complaining about the temperature control and she was no longer in pain. It was like she transformed temporarily into some sort of monster when she was giving birth. It was beautiful in the end when my son came into the world. I know that I will never be able to forget such a wild experience like that one. My wife talks about wanting to have more kids but honestly, I’m not sure if I want to go through that sort of experience again anytime soon.