I promise the picture to the left is relevant.
When I was pregnant I worried a lot about not being a good mum. I still worry about it, but, one thing I have learned is that babies love you for who you are, and, in general, are always big fans of your attempts to love them back. I still get a confidence boost every time something happens and I whip out a tactic and it works, and I think “yes! I just solved that!”
Singing is one of those tactics.
Despite my choir membership and all round love of music, I’m not the best singer. However, I do remember words to things very well. I’m awesome at pub quizzes where there are lyrics rounds (no point in playing it down, if I wrote a rea-world CV, it would be up there as a best skill). Faced with a newborn and some top-notch sheep-noise bleat crying that only reflux can produce, me and Tibbs’ Dad had to really pull some tunes out of the bag. The funny thing was, they weren’t the tunes we expected them to be!
Perhaps you’re looking to knock Twinkle Twinkle on the head, or just expand your set list, so here are some of our family favourites. With helpful links in case you want to rehearse.
California Dreams – yes, that awesome yet rubbish TV show from the 90s. The theme tune. This was the first song Tibbs ever heard, in the hospital. We even harmonised. Thank Christ we had a private room.
Dario G – Sunchyme – yes, I know it has no lyrics. And it’s eight minutes long. But if you’d heard my husband sing it to his little girl, swaying her around, your heart would melt too. She’s always loved it.
Edelweiss – especially when sung by Christopher Plummer. I’m not sure what the ethics of this song are, but I absolutely love the tune and the lilt it has. It actually makes me tear up thinking about singing it to her in the middle of the night. Argh this post is turning into a total mush-fest!
Que Sera Sera – Doris Day. We sing this at the BYOB Choir I go to. It’s one of the baby’s favourites. She turns towards us and puts her starfish-shaped hands in the air and swings from side to side. It’s ace.
The United Calypso. Controversial considering the split support in our house, but after many years of going to Old Trafford, the songs that come quickest are the ones you’ve sung a lot. I once sang the chorus of this for almost a whole half. So it’s got staying power, which is essential when it comes to a crying baby. And it’s got jiggling written all over it.
The whole thing reminds me of this episode of Friends. But we don’t do it for the laughs. Honest.