Darcy and Magnolia are Sleeping.
Darcy and Magnolia are now 17 nearly 18 and 16. This year Darcy is doing his H.S.C and Magnolia is doing Yr 11 but she’s also doing H.S.C Drama Accelerated.
I can’t believe I wrote this song when Indigo was 8, Darcy 2 and Magnolia 1yr old. I found myself back in my hometown of Newcastle. I was parenting 3 kids and I’d gone back to Uni to try and finish a Bachelor of Music in Composition and I was working leading choirs in schools and in the community. It was hard yards and motherhood was mind numbing. I wanted to write something that expressed the strange space you inhabit where sleepless nights and nappies and, and, and…you know what I mean.
There’s a baby crying right now across the road. They seem to leave it cry and my overwhelming urge is to take it in my arms and rock it to sleep. It cries all through the night and day and I can sense the exhaustion the parents feel. There is nothing more interrupting than your first child. Often why people only have one I expect.
This song, with its friends from the same phantom unfinished CD shall one day be released but for now I weep a little at how my babes have grown. That’s what Ive been doing. Growing them up. Still going. A tense year ahead and no song to describe this journey. When I wonder at my lack of career, I have to remember, this is what I’ve been doing.
One night I was having dinner with my friend Caroline and Luka Bloom and his manager. He asked, “why haven’t you “made” it. Or something to that affect.
I said, “I don’t know but I have 3 kids”.
He said, “That would take up some considerable time”.
As my mother said, “It never stops”!