We are sick again.
I love that Forrest is meeting new friends at “school” and learning things I wouldn’t think to teach him and, as my dad insists, “building his immunity.” But I hate that every other week, we are sniffling, sore-throated and sleep deprived. It’s unavoidable, and even if he weren’t in daycare, it’s that time of year so inevitably IT is going to end up in my bedroom, screaming through the monitor with runny-nosed agony at 3 am.
And when he gets it, I get it. Cold, check. Stomach bug, double check. Hand, foot and mouth? Oh yea. Big time.
This weekend, we both had a nasty cold and after fitful attempts at sleep, we had to do something.
So at nap time, I crept up to his nursery, sweet, snoring babe in my arms, set him in his crib, turned on the white noise and, curve ball, placed my iPad near the crib.
Side note: When I was little Kennedy, my dad drove me to school, just the two of us. We’d listen to one of two things, Hall & Oates or George Winston, a pianist. There are better pianists, but because of this father/daughter carpool, he’s my favorite. I remember my dad saying he wished that he could play the piano and I remember thinking, “You can do anything.”
So, I turned on Pandora and tapped George Winston. Then I crept out as though the floor were fragile glass covering a fiery abyss.
Flash forward an hour and a half and despite the runny nose, despite my husband and I clanking around downstairs on house projects, despite our audible disgust when our dog presented a dead mouse as though it were the one thing missing from our lives (true story), Forrest was still peacefully asleep.
According to smart folks, any sensory experience, such as listening to music, impacts a baby’s brain and emotional development. There’s no scientific evidence that a certain type of music, such as classical, has any more influence than another genre, so you can back off on the Bach if he’s not your jam.
The point is music, at any age, is proven to be good for the soul.
So hopefully, it’s good for the sleep.
If you could listen to only one artist for the rest of your life, who would it be?