Mi Vida Loca: Lullabies

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Although I am new to blogging, journalism is my original passion. Mi Vida Loca will be a journal of my thoughts, feelings and concerns regarding current and historical events in my life. It will include past life experiences as well as current events and updated news that includes my immediate family. My primary purpose for starting this blog is to document my journey as a caregiver for my mother, who has dementia. Blogging will provide an outlet for expression and reflection through the path of uncertainity as my mother's condition worsens. It may contain funny stories from happy times. It may bring tears to your eyes. All I know for sure is that the woman I call mother, whom I have loved my entire life, is slowly disappearing before my eyes. This saddens me, however I am compelled to share my story.

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Friday, September 20, 2013

Lullabies

Tonight, I was laying in bed reading when my Vanessa came into my room to say goodnight. She wrapped her arms around me and laid her head on my shoulder while we hugged. To me, this is the best part of being a mother, the love of her child. I squeezed her tight and rubbed her back. As I closed my eyes, I was taken back to my childhood, holding tight to my own mother, then I began to sing:

Go to sleep my Vanessa, go to sleep right now. Go to sleep my Vanessa, go to sleep right now. You know mama loves you, and daddy loves you too. Valerie, Joshua and Jacob, and Nana does too. Go to sleep my Vanessa, go to sleep right now.

The memory of my dear Mom tucking me into bed each night and singing me to sleep. Her voice was soft and soothing as she sang. As a child, I never could get enough of Mom singing to me. She had a beautiful voice and the words flowed naturally. I always believed that Mom made these songs especially for Eric and me. This song was my favorite:

Where are you going my little girl? My precious girl. Where are you going my baby, my love? Turn around and you were a baby, turn around and you were 5, turn around, and you are a big girl going to school. Go to sleep. Go to sleep, for Jesus is watching. He will take good care of you, so be a good girl. And dream of the angels, for they all love you too.

When I became a mother, I sang these lullabies to my children. My voice is not as sweet or soothing as my Mom's but my children loved me singing them to sleep just as much as I did. Funny how some things never change! I wish I had a recording of Mom singing these lullabies, but the memory is forever embedded in my mind. I've made a mental note to myself that I would sing these lullabies to Mom the next time I visit. I will wrap my arms around her and hold her tiny body in my arms. I will tell her how much her lullabies mean to me and my children. A mother holds her children's hands for a while but their hearts forever.

I love my little lady!