ROFL, Kate and Egg! When I was in labour, DH said he was just going to pop to the waiting room to eat a snack. Nooooooooo, don't leave me, shrieked I. It's crisps, said DH. Cue look of abject horror from me and agreeing that being left to cope on my own for a few minutes was absolutely fine thank you very much!
Poor bloke made the correct call based on my reactions to his eating anything remotely noisy while I was pregnant!