Gage and Brook's Mom posted a blog entry recently about music that touched my heart.
When I was pregnant with Christian, I was a 27 year old working Mom-to-Be. I LIVED for my iPod, and would listen to it on the Metro, bobbing my head to Ben Harper and Dave Matthews on my commute to work. Once at my office, I would plug it into my little speakers, and pick whatever Playlist fit my mood of that day.
Most of the baby books out there have some chapter about "Music and Your Unborn Baby". I, being the information nut that I am, bought into it. I would play Beethoven's Symphonies and Chopin's Etudes for my baby. I even looked into buying this ridiculous contraption. I was convinced that my kid would love music just like his father and I did, and he would come out of the womb humming "Lie in our Graves".
Christian was a colicky little baby. He would cry and cry, and the only thing that seemed to comfort him was really vigorous swinging in my arms and bouncing on my shoulder. He also seemed to have a thing for rock music. I brought out the iPod again, and made a Playlist just for my little baby of the songs that seemed to comfort him:
Rusted Root-Send Me On My Way
Led Zeppelin-Bron Y Aur Stomp
Simon and Garfunkel-Cecilia
Led Zeppelin-D'Yer Maker
Weezer-The World Has Turned And Left Me Here
Jimmy Buffett-One Particular Harbor
Dave Matthews Band-The Maker
I didn't know at the time, but the little baby that I was so desperately trying to comfort was profoundly deaf. Looking back at the playlist, I also realize that those aren't such "conventional" lullabyes. They all are songs that have prominent percussion and bass. It makes sense that my newborn liked Cecilia...he could probably feel the deep and repetitive bongos. He would fall asleep to the Send Me On My Way Bongo solo. I guess that should've been a clue to what was really going on with my kid. What did I know? I was a brand new Mom, sleep deprived, and flat out exhausted.
Over the past 16 months, I have probably shed more tears grieving for the loss of music for Christian than any other part of his hearing loss. I never thought he would be able to experience the joy of music, something that was so important to me to share with him.
Well, I'm not so worried about that anymore. I've noticed with his implant that he has started bobbing his little head to songs. He has even started dancing. And when I turned on the iPod yesterday to listen to Coldplay's new album, he took his little index finger and pointed to his C.I. Again, just another little miracle for my little boy.