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The labor class people have suggested that we bring a boombox with some music to relax, distract, or otherwise assist the wife during the labor process. I've suggested some songs before, but here's my new Birthing Mega-Mix. Driving to the Hospital: A Little Less Conversation - Elvis Presley (remixed) Early Labor: I Get Knocked Down - Chumbawumba Intense Labor: 1812 Overture - Tchaikovsky (with real cannons) Baby Presentation: We Are the Champions - Queen I'm sure I'll need a couple more songs for the labor stages, but this is a good start, I think. Also, more strange things to say to the doctor when the baby is handed to us (a continuation of this and this: 1. No thanks. 2. Delicious! 3. Woah, she knows kung-fu! 4. So thats what all the noise was about, huh?

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