<p>First born - played this game. Second child - didn’t. First child dropped out of college after sophomore year. Second is graduating Harvard this year.</p>
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<p>Exactly! If people want to leave something so important to after conception, so be it. You’ll be seeing infomercials for my new program for playing Mozart for your eggs soon.</p>
<p>Don’t be too chintzy! And don’t wait til it’s too late. Remember, the genetic information comes from both daddy AND mommy. You’ve got to set the mood right from the beginning. I sense another great iPhone app: “Prepping for the conception of a happy genius.”</p>
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Why not? I heard there really IS an iPhone app that can be used to measure contractions, so the info can be downloaded and shown to the MD.</p>
<p>The iPhone can also be used to record the entire menu of sounds that were fed to the fetus or emanated from the child at critical moments in the reproductive process.</p>
<p>However, I suppose there could be some risk to the entire idea of pro-happygenius procreation, pregnancy, and birthing. </p>
<p>One such risk is the legal one. You know, children suing their parents for playing the wrong music, or even worse, parental neglect by not playing anything at all – and thereby denying them the 30 points on their SAT’s that left them just below the threshold of admission to their favorite college, and thus ruined their life chances.</p>
<p>The parents may have played “Bolero” in the conception-prep stage instead of “Carnival of the Animals,” for example. Too much purely emotive music, not enough intellectuality and instruction. Or maybe the infant heard Beethoven’s “Rage Over a Lost Penny” and turned into a materialistic beast.</p>
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<p>But did you tape the classes and then replay them with ear phones strapped to your abdomen? And did you do it daily? If not, you did it wrong, wrong, wrong!</p>
<p>Perhaps it is because I am easily irritated by noise but the whole idea of putting something on ones abdomen to “teach” in utero sounds like a nightmare. </p>
<p>I cannot help but imagine that most babies are in there thinking, “Hey, Lady, I’ve got 40 weeks to go from eight cells to a fully formed human being. That you have already started with the ECs for me is making me a little nervous. Let’s all chillax.”</p>
<p>lol, mackinaw and pugmadkate!</p>
<p>When my daughter was a baby and had terrible colic, the only thing that soothed her was to read her (aloud) the book reviews from The Atlantic Monthly. Later I sang her to sleep with Yellow Submarine. No wonder she ended up at Reed.</p>
<p>DH read Penn Law Journals to S1 the day he was born. I had the Olympic hockey bronze medal game on while I was in labor with S2. It all seems to have worked the way it was supposed to. ;)</p>
<p>Actually, S1 liked Les Mis in utero; played it in the car on the way home from the hospital and he calmed down instantly. S2 was Gilbert & Sullivan in utero and it was the only thing that would put him to sleep for the first year or so.</p>