Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Singing Lessons

In the last email I received about the progressing plum (five and a half inches from rump to crown!), I discovered that said-plum (even in the depths of my cantaloupe-sized uterus) can now hear. Knowing that said-plum can now hear makes me want to sing.

I'm not talking about your mama's threading-a-needle hum; I mean, I really want to sing, "belt it out," if you will, beam the ole pipes heavenward. Anyone who has ever heard me sing understands that this in itself is terrifying, but it's been compounded this week because:

1) I will only sing in the shower (or the car or on a dark deserted street), BUT we're having our bathrooms re-tiled (cue the melodic sledgehammer in the background), so I have to shower at the gym (cue "pregnant pooched" woman through frosted glass of steaming gym shower howling her lungs out).

2) And you might think that since I do my gym showering at off-hours, I cause little harm to the general public, BUT, it gets even worse (and my concern here is not for the general public but rather for the sanity of both my unborn child and myself) because (not including Happy Birthday), I only know four songs. Yep. That's right. Count them: two old church songs, one ditty about two old maids sitting under a tree and finally a lovely ballad my mother sang me when I was little about a girl who gets run over by a Mack truck but bounces right back!

So...you folks out there with children (or nieces or neighbors or very finicky boyfriends), give up the wealth. I need songs to sing. Give me your lullabies, your arias, your anthems and chants--the last thing I want is this baby coming out cooing to a Hundred Bottles of Beer on the Wall! (Oops. I guess that's five.)


Natalie said...

What about the songs from your lead role in Bye Bye Birdie?

Nicole Callihan said...

Ouch, Natalie! There are some things in life I've blocked out. I mean, er, what lead role in Bye Bye Birdie?

Anonymous said...

Nicole! You had a lead role in Bye Bye Birdie?! I don't know why you don't talk about that more often... Anyway, the songs I might sing to my unborn child might include any or all of the following:
- This Little Light O' Mine
- You Are My Sunshine
- Is You Is or Is You Ain't My Baby
and my personal childhood favorite:
- On Top of Spaghetti (All Covered in Cheese)

Anonymous said...

Not sure if you like it or not, but try Frank Sinatra "Luck be a Lady"- surely the baby will like Sinatra. . .

Anonymous said...

I hope you'll be sure to teach him (or her) "My Dog Has Fleas," written by his dear old grandpappy...


Anonymous said...

My kids like:
You Are My Shining Star
Baby Baby
The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Oh and One Last Kiss from Bye Bye Birdie :)!!!!

Sing your heart out girl... no matter the key it's music to that baby's ears.
Much Love,

jen said...

hmm...what about a little, "sister, you've been on my mind..."?

mamabird said...

my gals a corker, she's a new yorker,
i buy her everything to keep her in style.
she has a pair of lips, just like potato chips,
yeah man, hat's where my money goes...

gets harper in stitches every time.

Anonymous said...

What About The Alphabet Song which conveniently doubles as Twinkle Twinkle Litle Star!