I'm so glad people are beginning to understand how important it is to sing to your children, and what an important role lullabies play in their lives and our relationships with our children.
I love this paragraph:
The lullaby my father sang most often to me was ‘‘Goodnight, Irene.’’ He would sing the chorus, but then he didn’t quite know the verse, it seemed to me, because the rhyme scheme was off. (‘‘Sometimes I live in the city, sometimes I live in the country,’’ he would sing, and then he would repeat the chorus.) I can remember well his tuneless voice — part of what is so moving to me about lullabies is that they are usually sung by people who ‘‘can’t sing’’ — and I remember that sometimes I would just pretend to be asleep, because I would feel guilty, knowing that I wasn’t anywhere near asleep, and that he was trying to help me.
It was my mother who often sang to me, singing the words, "Rock-a baby, Rock-a-bye, Rock-a-baby by and by" to the tune of "Rock of Ages" over and over again, night after night. She never sang in key, her voice cracked, but I would drift into a netherworld, not asleep, not awake, feeling comforted and safe and wrapped in her voice and her love. My mother was not a very demonstrative woman, very rarely saying she loved me and not very affectionate, but when she sang to me at night, I felt that love more clearly than anything she may have told me. When she had a very severe stroke about 6 years ago, she needed to be kept very calm and still to give the medication given to dissolve the clot a chance to work. She was very agitated and thrashing around. I did the only thing I could think of and sang that same lullaby back to her. Then I sang all of the lullabies I've ever known. As long as I sang she stayed calm and relaxed, so I sang for over an hour with tears flowing down my face, remembering how comforted I felt by the sound of her off-key voice.
And the Troy Record did another article in May of this year about a Lullaby Project in Troy.
I keep hearing stories from parents about how much they get out of this intimate time and how it has changed bedtime into a wonderful bonding ritual. I hope you'll share your stories with me as well.