We decided not to find out whether we were having a boy or girl, but it didn’t matter. Either way, Joe was sure our baby would grow up to be a baseball fan. That’s how something that started as a goofy pregnancy habit turned into an accidental parenting trick.
We’d read that at around the five month mark of pregnancy, babies can start to hear sounds from outside the womb. And I remember my friend Amy, who had a baby a year or so before Emmett, posted about how her daughter seemed to favor songs that Amy had played a lot during her pregnancy.
So each night and on random road trips, Joe and I would sing “Take Me Out to the Ball Game” to my belly.
Now, whenever Emmett gets upset, one of us starts in singing it to him and — almost like magic, it seems to calm him down.
No promises that this will be the magic soothing method for all babies (especially not Sox or Cardinals fans), but it’s worth a try. Happy opening day!