I forgot to mention - my first husband was a louse. However, after my first baby, he bought me a small flowering plant. I still remember that pretty plant - long after I got rid of him.
The only thing that ruined the "moment" was his thoughtless remark when I thanked him: "Oh, some woman down in the gift store said I should bring you something." Thank you, "some woman."
All children are gifts, at least until they are teenagers, then when they grow up, they tend to be gifts again.