I thought I might have been done leading off posts about Anne Marie with the phrase, “in the NICU we used to…” but I was wrong. Sue me.
So in the NICU I used to hum to Anne Marie. Turns out the deepness of my voice and vibration of my chest against hers had a therapeutic property of some kind. It also put her to sleep pretty quick. I would hum the songs of all the armed forces. I started with the From Halls of Montezuma (Marines), then Song of the Army, although it has since be renamed I believe, then Anchors Aweigh, and best for last Off We Go Into the Wild Blue Yonder. Sorry to my Coast Guard brethren, I don’t know your hymn. Normally she would be out by the time I got to the Navy song. But I kept going until I went through the list twice or I fell asleep too, which happened more then you might imagine.
I believe there is official documentation by a few NICU nurses as to my sleeping. I woke one time to see an iPhone pointed at me. But who knows how many other pictures have been taken.
Turns out AM has greater staying power these days. The other night I got through the list twice, she was wide awake and was stumped for a song. As I’m trying to come up with something, a song came to me. For whatever reason the theme song from How the Grinch Stole Christmas popped into my head. You know the one, it’s called Welcome Christmas as sung by the Who Village Choir. Now my sister Susan and I always referred, and still do, to the song by the first line, Dah who doraze, but that is not the official title.
Anyway, Dah who Doraze popped into my head and I was inspired by the spirt of all the little Whos down in Whoville and I managed to get through the whole song. And let me tell you that song ain’t made for hummin. By my second run through AM was cutting the lumber harder than Cindy Lou Who, who was no more than two.
Now I can’t get the song out of my head. It even pops up when I’m burping her. Show of hands, who taps out the beat to their favorite songs whilst burpin their baby. Ain’t no shame in it. I would put my hand up but I have to type.
For those of you who do not have the song in your head yet, click here: Whoville Choir sings the classics.
If you want to hear the hymns of the four armed services click the links.
It’s a rare day indeed when the songs of the greatest military in the history of the world can share the same stage with the Whoville Choir.
You’re welcome.
Thanks to my bed-timing singing (or effort), Seth knows the Carpenters, Elton John, Billy Joel, John Denver, Holy Holy Holy, Lift High the Cross, I’ll Fly Away, and many a Christmas song including “Who’s THat Up on the Roof”. The Whoville song isn’t on my jukebox playlist. I’ll have to check into it.
I was with you until John Denver. Please tell me you’re not singing Rocky Mountain High, while living at the base of the Smokey Mountains. 😛
Makes me want to break open the last can of Who Hash.
I’m a roast beast man myself. Who Hash gives me the vapors.
As the mom of two NICU alums, I can absolutely guarantee that there are pictures of you asleep in a chair holding your daughter. Those nurses need and deserve the laughs we exhausted parents provide! Love The Grinch! Love the Whos! Love the military songs! My husband has been singing our girls to sleep for years with a long list of US patriotic songs. I have the only kids in school who think the National Anthem is a lullaby.
Best, Jenn from nearlydrivencrackers.com
Thanks Jenn. Yes some pictures have come to light. I guess I should be thankful they didn’t record my snoring.
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