Quinn goes into labor while the rival choir, Vocal Adrenaline, is performing. The song they are performing is Queen’s “Bohemian Rhapsody.” Let me tell you, I’m getting chills right now just thinking about that scene. That’s how spectacular it was. And that’s how last night I decided that time during birth, I’m playing “Bohemian Rhapsody" in the labor room.
I really can’t even describe with justice how the scene went. “Bohemian Rhapsody” is a powerful song to begin with. But when you add to that amazing scene, Jonathan Groff’s amazing vocals and the story panning back and forth between the hospital and the stage… It was probably one of the most amazing, emotionally draining moments in television in quite some time. There were moments when the things Quinn shouted during birth overlapped with the lyrics of the song, and it wasn’t forced, it was amazing. Again, I don’t even know how to begin to describe it. You just have to see it for yourself.

It would be nice for the next time I give birth for it to be more peaceful than the last. My birthing plan was completely blown out of the water with my daughter. Of course, most birthing plans usually are, but it would have been nice if one of the things that had stuck was having music play during birth (and all of the labor, really). My husband and I had packed the iPod. I had even purchased new speakers that ran on batteries, so we could keep it charged and loud. The darn thing never made it out of the bag. Not next time, though!

Of course, I realize that even though “Bohemian Rhapsody” is probably one of the longest songs in history, it’s still not a long enough song for most non-fictional women to completely push out a baby in the 5 minutes and 55 seconds the song plays (yes, I looked it up). I was pushing for nearly an hour with Cait. I know women who’ve pushed everywhere between a few minutes and three hours. But I harbor no illusions that my next time will be that much easier than the last. I will need lots of songs playing during birth [and probably half of them will be from Glee or Wicked]. But I would love if we could arrange for “Bohemian Rhapsody” to be the last (especially if it’s the Jonathan Groff version I downloaded tonight), that would be awesome.

It's no secret that I'm a Gleek (a huge fan of Glee). Although I thoroughly enjoyed last week's episode (Chaka Khan, Weezer, Marky Mark, and The Parliament all in one episode?? Swoon!), I have to say that the dancing while pregnant number (well, numberS) led by the teenage single mom was (were) just weird. Weird.

The theme last week was "funk." Mr. Shue informed the New Directions kids that they were going to have to dig deep into their souls and come up with a funk number, teenage single mom Quinn announces that she's going to come up with a number, because she has soul and due to her life, she has a lot of anger. The result was the oddest dancing while pregnant scene I've ever witnessed.

Quinn does her intro and then is joined on stage by no less than half a dozen pregnant teen girls. And they are all dancing. And I don't mean swaying to the beat, snapping your fingers, getting into the rhythm kind of dancing while pregnant; I mean high kicks, pliés, getting down kind of dancing while pregnant. There were big, round bellies bouncing around everywhere. It was odd and oddly fascinating. Even odder? The wild dancing was to the tune of James Brown's "This is a Man's World." That is not the fastest song in the world...

One of the thoughts I had while watching all of this dancing while pregnant was "Really?! Is this even remotely realistic?” My belly during pregnancy never moved like that. Of course, I was roughly the size of a baby whale and ended up on bed rest at 34 weeks pregnant. And I've seen clips of an eight-month pregnant woman on Ellen, dancing like she is dancing for her life. So maybe under different circumstances I too could have done all kinds of crazy complicated dancing while pregnant. Then again, maybe not.

I mentioned there was more than one dancing while pregnant moment, didn't I? The second was less obvious, but in the final musical number of the show, The Parliament's "We Want the Funk," Quinn was shown boogying around, tossing herself and that belly every which way. The final number was not as disturbing as the previous one. Maybe it's because the final number involved only one fully pregnant belly as opposed to eight (or however many there were)? I'm not sure, but I do know that for days I was unable to get the visual of all of those bulging bellies boogying down out of my head.