Singing My Heart Out

The other day at school I had the Backstreet Boys song “I Want it That Way” stuck in my head all day long.  In each class while students were working, I started singing it out loud. Since I was much more into New Kids on the Block than I was Backstreet Boys, I don’t know all of the words, so I just sang the key parts that were on repeat in my head. “Tell me why..” and much to my delight, in each class I had a few students who would sing back to me “Ain’t nothin’ but a heartache.” Pure awesomeness.

I love to sing, and while I am not particularly good at it, I do not let that stop me. Sometimes I sing to students out of frustration. Instead of repeating the same thing over and over again to them, I sing my message.  Usually this is a way of preventing myself from screaming and losing my mind, but still.

There have been a few times in my life that my random singing out loud has been pointed out to me that it is in fact a strange habit.  The first time that I can remember was when I went on a trip to London with my 8th grade social studies class. It was the summer of 1992, and I was rooming with my best friend.  I believe she pointed out and questioned my annoying habit of randomly singing loudly when I was curling my bangs up into a poofy teased up blob on the top of my head. I wasn’t sure how to respond to her inquisition, and I probably just laughed.  I actually didn’t even realize I was doing it, but of course I then became aware. I’m not sure how my singing had not been noticed by her before that moment because we had been together a lot since Kindergarten. Maybe it was more obvious because we were living so closely for an extended amount of time or maybe I had not really started this singing out loud thing until that summer. Who knows.

The other time it was mentioned to me was years later by my cousin who was living with me at the time.  But her comment was about how my entire family does this. And she was completely accurate. I can distinctly remember my mom singing songs out loud while she was cooking or doing other household chores.  Rod Stewart’s “Da Ya Think I’m Sexy?” was a favorite of hers. This clearly explains where my singing randomly out loud habit came from. It was passed down by my amazing mother.

Speaking of mothers, my singing became even more amplified when I became one myself.  I began singing about anything and everything. Taking a bath, putting lotion on after the bath (ya gotta lotion the man, lotion the man), changing a poopy diaper, and even a crying baby.  (Oh, he gets so mad he gets so mad). In truth, it is pretty much just one melody with different lyrics. Over the years the lyrics have changed, but the singing has not. Most days I don’t even realize I’m belting out these songs, but I love that now my kids join in and sing along with me.  I hope they sing for their own families someday.

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