Mothers and Music...

I sat upstairs rocking my two-month old as my sweet husband played play-dough with my two-year old downstairs, his choice of music on the computer.  I couldn't help but be grateful for his wonderful taste in music.  Unlike other guys, who enjoy the hard rock and yelling and screaming craziness, my sweetheart likes piano and instrumental stuff.  Beautiful and calming. 
As I was thinking of that, I remembered choir practice, and hearing the comment, "How do you teach someone to sing who has never sung before?"  And I thought to myself, how could you not know how to sing?  It just comes out!  But then I thought, I have grown up with music.  I was taught piano at a young age, violin a little older.  I have learned music and singing from a very young age.  I have found comfort in listening to it, and joy in producing it through song and instruments.  Of course, I am no great talent, I just enjoy it.  A hobby, some might call it.  I call it an escape.  The most wonderful and healing music that I have ever heard or sung, I have heard at church, and of course the religious subtleties (and not so subtleties) put forth a spirit and a joy into my soul that cannot be copied by any other way.  I can't imagine not having that in my life, and so I think to myself, wouldn't the world be a wonderful place if only everyone could benefit from beautiful music?
And then my thoughts turn again as I look at my beautiful child.  How grateful I am for a wonderful mother and a mother-in-law who were both looking out for me when I was too exhausted and overwhelmed to do it for myself, for the rocking chair that I so enjoy using now was suggested by my mother and found by my mother-in-law.  My first reaction was worry, considering it was found by the dumpster, but a lot of disenfecting and some new cushions later and it is a joy and a blessing to sit in it and hold my precious one, who will not be held in this manner for long.  So quickly they grow, as the laughter coming from my other precious one downstairs confirms.  For now I will take this time to just enjoy the quiet moments and breathe in the wonderful spirit that associates with them.  I am a mommy, and I love it.