In Main Street Mom ("for modern mothers with traditional values"), Michael Powers writes about getting all emotional and being all clueless while his wife was pregnant with their first child:
...after being 3 weeks overdue, the doctors decided to induce labor. So there we sat in the hospital waiting for something to happen. Kristi had wanted a CD player in the room so she could listen to relaxing music as she went through the huffing, puffing, and pushing. I thought it would be funny to put in a CD by Salt-N-Peppa [sic] and play their song called "Push It." So as soon as I was sufficiently bored of waiting, I turned the CD player on and out blasted:That was in 2000; I'm sure Kristi and her mom have forgotten all about it by now.
"PUSH IT! PUSH IT GOOD!"
I was so proud of my little joke.
When I looked up, I saw Kristi and her mom giving me the death stare. Not even a crack of a smile. I was grinning from ear to ear, but realized that if I wanted to be a part of this miracle and stay in the room I, had better turn it off in a hurry and put some soothing music on.
The New Father Fog [Main Street Moms]