I can't help but sing or hum, ya know? I just got partnered up with another class for naptime, and the teacher I'm with said to me the other day, "Jenette, do you know that you either hum or sing with the lullabies constantly?" This was an observation, and when I told her I would try to pay attention and stop, she said that it was ok, she didn't mind listening to me. She just didn't know if I was aware of it. And you know, I'm not.
Music is such a part of me. I make up songs for the children on the spur of the moment that people think are legitimate songs. I sing to the Hethan all the time. I tap out rhythms when I'm bored. I don't care what I'm listening to on the radio, as long as I can either sing to it, or let it flow over my being. It's just a shame that I don't have a lot of formal music training, or a lot of NATURAL musical ability. I'm a music lover and an amateur musician.
The Hethan has strep throat. He's downstairs watching Veggie Tales as I sit her and recuperate from two nights of, "Who's gonna get me some water?", "I hurt, Mommy," and numerous other sleep interruptions. Of course he's better after 14 hours of antibiotics. Which is good. I just wish I had his stamina.
I've been going to bed at 8 or 9 this week. Aaron thinks it's a sign of depression. I think I'm just exhausted from being back at work, which I LOVE.
OOOH--- speaking of which--- does anyone watch Good Morning America? If so, what do you think about the Mommy Wars segments they have been doing this week. I have my own opinions, but I'll wait to hear some of yours before I write a whole new entry about such things.
Anyhow, despite the daily comments of "Miss Jenette, your baby died," "Miss Jenette, do you miss your baby?" and "I hate you!" (Guess whooooo??? Bingo! Ear Wax Boy!) I find it refreshing to be back with my students. Of course, I'm home today with the Hethan, but such is life. :)