When I was born, my dad was there. I was born in 1980.
With my first... my sons father, my best friend, my doctor.. who barely made it in time! and a couple of nurses. My mom stood in the hallway crying.. and my dad was down the hall in the waiting room.
With my second... it was just me and my husband. My parents had Alex down the hall in the waiting room.
With the twins.. I was very lucky that they let me deliver in my room, and it wasnt mandatory I deliver in the OR. Most hospitals require that. Anyways.. My kids were supposed to be there. My 7yo had begged to see the babies be born since we found out about them, and I was very confident that he could handle it. He had watched birthing videos, and for a seven year old boy was very interested in the whole pregnancy! My mom wanted to be there for it, which meant that my 3yo would be there. I was a little nervous about that, but if anything happened my mom would take them out.
As it turned out, they were born at 11:51pm and 12:01am... Middle of the night so it was just me and DH. And a whole slew of medical folks. I even got to hold my baby boy right after he was born, and before his sister came out! I wasnt expecting that at all. I thought they would take him right away so they could deliver my little girl.
I know its seems crazy, but my twins birth was by far the easiest of all. Probably because they were both just under 7 pounds.