This blog post (baby) took 9 months in the making…ok maybe a couple of weeks, the blog post, I mean.
The pieces that we pick up in the choir (The screams of a hungry and impatient baby).
Music to the ears of the beholder.
Having a newborn and singing in a choir sorta parallels Life =)
Dragging a tired body and mind to the SONG and MUSIC at choir rehearsals (twice weekly, over 12 years now. Wow. 12 already?), at the end of a challenging school / work/ day…
Can I still sing while preggy? What will the bodily (hormonal!!) changes do to my voice?
Trepidations aplenty. I remember…
feeling breathless singing within ONE bar
*breathe breathe. skip a couple of notes. Smile =) Sing. breathe breathe*
wondering if I’ll still fit into my choir uniform
looking like a hippo in a borrowed larger uniform
singing with the choir on stage at 7 months in *achievement unlocked!*
Soothing a seemingly inconsolable crying newborn (EVERY DAY) with SONG and MUSIC… Soothes so many raw nerves.
I recently re-discovered a stash of SYC concert recordings and dug out 2 of my favourites – Poverello (2004) & Dobrogosz Plays Dobrogosz (2011). Okay. I also put these 2 recordings on play and repeat and repeat mode because I was desperate to calm the newborn. Whatever works!
Some take lonely roads that never meet…
Some take long roads, some take hard roads…
Listening…humming along…singing along aloud (I remember the words to my parts and OTHER people’s parts!) soothes and even baby falls asleep more quickly and soundly. Hurray!! *Huge sigh of relief*
Lord I’m free… (when baby’s sleeping)…
Lord I’m free… (when she’s fast asleep)…
The power of music. The magic of choral singing. Waiting for that opportunity to go back to singing with the group again.
Any way the wind blows…
Can’t wait for the day too when this little one embarks and explores her own musical journey
And they all come back to Thee.