Lola smiled warmly at both of us, and then got a little twinkle in her eye. "Congratulations on the coming child!"

Ivy was scandalized. "Lola! I'm not pregnant!" she said, laughing.

Lola's smile widened. "I said 'the coming child.'"

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Baby music

I take a lot of inspiration from music. My iPod has a favorites list that doesn't have too many songs on it, but I listen to them over and over again because they inspire me.

Two songs are particularly inspiring to me lately.

Just before we found out we were pregnant, I watched a video of a Jethro Tull concert at the Montreaux.

Ian Anderson, the flutist and lead singer of the band, performed a song that I fell in love with immediately. He called it Eurology. I've always loved Ian Anderson's rock 'n roll flute, but this song captivated me in a way that very few songs ever have.



When Ivy's home pregnancy test came up positive, I listened to the song again, and tears came to my eyes. The driving, galloping flute that opens the piece felt like that tiny embryo rushing to life. Soon after that starts a section of two flute parts in harmony, which made me think of Ivy and I, waiting and watching this tiny little person, waiting to love and care for her.

I've listened to Eurology countless times, and I feel chills every time.

Another song, much older, has resonated with me. Roll with the Changes, by REO Speedwagon, has always been one of my favorites. Now it has new meaning for me every time I listen to it, and I listen to it a lot lately.





The lyrics just about perfectly sum up how I feel about all this:

As soon as you are able, 
woman, I am willin'
To make the break that we are on the brink of 
My cup is on the table,
my love is spillin' 
Waiting here for you to take and drink of 

So, if you're tired of the same old story,
turn some pages
I will be here when you are ready 
to roll with the changes 

I knew it had to happen, 
felt the tables turnin' 
Got me through my darkest hour 
I heard the thunder clappin,'
felt the desert burnin' 
Until you poured on me like a sweet sun shower 

So, if you're tired of the same old story,
turn some pages 
I will be here when you are ready 
to roll with the changes 

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