Well, DH gave me nothing....the midwives got chocolates. I thought they were for me, but oh, no nice big boxes of chocolates for the midwives., (The consultant got nothing, but DH really, really wanted to name DS1 Abdul after him, so that was kind of sweet, but I put my foot down)
With DS2 I asked for a balloon. One of those helium "It's a boy/girl" ones. Just so I could tie it to my hospital bed, but apparently DH thought I was joking. 
I gave up with DC 3, gave birth at home,and gave up hope of any acknowledgement of what I, yes I, not we had been through.
But do you know what? If DH had gone through 9 months of pregnancy, episodes of bleeding, five months of throwing up, and was unable to walk for a month before giving birth, and then produced the most adorable, brilliant, amazing little bundle after a 36 hour labour and obviously a huge amount of pain I would buy him a brand new alpha-romeo as a thank you present. I would be very proud of him, and damn bloody grateful.