Music

NOW that’s what I call music! 3 1/2 years old

Posted on Apr 12, 2013 | 1 comment

NOW that’s what I call music! 3 1/2 years old

May – the anti-establishment, punk, performance artist that she is – has broadened her taste in music since last year’s introductory NOW that’s what I call music! 2 1/2. A bit of gangsta rap? Yes, please! says May. And, okay – it may be true that she has better taste in music than her mama. But, I’m 40 years old now. It is completely against my decade to try new things. May enjoys a good tune (see I can’t even sound cool when I write about it. You should see me dance – it’s like a crocodile being wrestled to the ground.). Yesterday, as we...

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Six months ago May started music therapy. Has it worked?

Posted on Mar 12, 2012 | 12 comments

Six months ago May started music therapy. Has it worked?

When May began music therapy sessions run by Nordoff-Robbins, six months ago, my plans were ambitious. I am one driven mama and May is my toddler in a tiara (minus the tiara). My goal? May would have fun, or we would stop. (Don’t you wish all corporate meetings opened with that as Item 1 on the agenda?) May loves music. If all she did was enjoy herself, it would have been a success to me. However, it doesn’t take a genius to know that things that bring us pleasure are great motivators. Back then, I made a wish list of outcomes I hoped music therapy would result in, that included:...

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5 very simple ways you can help the disabled

Posted on Mar 8, 2012 | 7 comments

5 very simple ways you can help the disabled

While literally hundreds of thousands of people are signing the r-word: spread the word to end the word pledge, I thought readers of Mama Lewis might be interested in a few things they could do that would really help disabled people. Despite the campaign’s good intentions, I found it objectionable. But then, I find anything objectionable that is purported to help disabled people and doesn’t. By all means, readers, don’t use the word “retard” – but then, I’m betting you don’t use derogatory terms about disabled people anyway simply because you...

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This week I’m… singing scales.

Posted on Feb 18, 2012 | 2 comments

This week I’m… singing scales.

My biggest fans. And yes, my voice merits this level of adoration. Just call me Julie Andrews. I’m no one trick pony. I’m a triple threat; I can sing, dance AND act. Okay. I can hum a tune, drunk dance AND act nasty – but only if you park in a disabled spot and you aren’t disabled. grrrrrr. Thank goodness for children. They think you are God’s gift to entertainment. My baby, Ieuan, adores me in much the same way as the Beatles experienced on their first tour of America. And, May can spend hours, literally, singing with me. See! She thinks I can sing! Our...

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