“When all the world is a hopeless jumble, and the raindrops tumble all around … ” That is the original opening line to Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Each night after Peach’s teeth are brushed and she is all tucked in I head back in to Little Pea’s room. He’s usually hanging at the edge of the crib waiting for me. I then scoop him up in the ever-shedding wool blanket and we cuddle in the most uncomfortable chair in the house. Then I sing. Peach’s never cared for songs, so singing to Little Pea is very special. I can hold a nice tune, and adore jazz, so the songs I choose are a soft, melodic jazzy collection. Usually, it just takes three songs to lull his busy body down to a perfect slumber.
Some may say I am spoiling him, and his future ability to fall asleep on his own, but I do not care. I enjoy the moment just as much. There’s a peace that switches my own mode. I hurry throughout my day from task to task, and that energy carries in to the evenings. I find it extremely difficult to stop. If I don’t stop early enough I will not be able to sleep, or at least by a decently sane time of night. I suffer from a little insomnia, so winding down in the evening is very important. I have struggled with this for many years now, and mamahood has seemed to only fuel the fire.
So we sing … and we both close our eyes. And we breathe. In. Out. In. Out. And calm sweeps over the room. Ahhh … joy in peace and quiet.
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