So, on Wednesday, the long-awaited new term of Kinder Music started and off Ava and I went to our first ever class. I wasn’t really too sure what to expect, but as you all know, I’ve been beating myself up for a while now about not doing enough to stimulate her, so I was really pleased to finally be attending. Our Kinder Music Practitioner is awesome, she reminds me of someone I once knew, a lifetime ago and of course Ava just adores her. Apparently everything she says or sings is literally worth giggling at!
We’re participating in The Village program for now, for babies from birth to 18 months. It was so wonderful, we spent 40 minutes singing and laughing and dancing and massaging our babies in such a beautiful way and Ava loved it. She loved the other babies, she loved the musical instruments, she loved being rolled on the big ball, but by the end of it she was utterly exhausted and promptly passed out before I even got her into the car. This term we’re doing “Dew Drops”. I’ve ordered Ava the home kit today as well. It comes with 2x wall murals to hang above her cot so that I can talk to her about the pretty flowers etc, a CD with all the songs for this module so we can sing at home because boy, does Ava like to sing, a book with pictures in it to strengthen her eye co=ordination and vision and a musical instrument. I can’t wait for this to arrive, it will really help on the days when I feel like I’m failing miserably to stimulate her, we can then just do the program or sing songs together. It was really great to get affirmation from the Jenny, our Kinder Music practitioner, that I am in fact doing all the right things to stimulate her.
The odd part? My reaction to all of it. From the moment the class started and we started singing the welcome song for all the babies, I wanted to start crying. I felt completely overwhelmed with emotion and so utterly grateful to be able to participate in all the things I’ve dreamed about for so long. It’s still so completely surreal. I have a daughter. I am a mother. We are a family of 3. I had to work hard for some self-control during the class today because the tears were in my eyes all the time and singing was difficult.
Oh, and I’d like to add, Ava is a singer, in her own baby way, each time we sang, she added her special blend of singing to the mix!