p.s. to Ruth's story

Somehow or another I forgot a very special and important part of Ruth's birth story--the singing. As I said before, I was pretty out of it for awhile after her birth, but sometime between me getting stitched up (bad tearing) and falling asleep, I had some good time to snuggle with tiny Ruthie. I had a clear impression that I should sing to her. I was kind of self-conscious at first, but then remembered that this was my time, and by jingo, I was going to do what I wanted! :) I had my soft music turned off and just hummed and sang to her.

I don't know how many songs I sang, but it was a lot. She fussed and I sang. She calmed down and I sang. She nursed and I sang. The midwives noticed a calm feeling in the room and encouraged me to keep singing. Other things are fuzzy, but Ruth's face is clear in my memory as I sang to her. I still sing to her at nap time and bed time. In fact, I still sing to Lincoln and Trevor, too, and sometimes even the older kids ask me to sing to them. I love it.