Artist: Disclosure (feat. Sam Smith)
A mother who feels alone can pretty much make any love song about her child. Not the ones about sex, (of course) but the ones about the emotion/action itself.
I fell in love with my daughter and the song “Latch” all at one time. I deemed it as our paean, and the beauty of both is boundless.
Today, I am breaking down the musical jewel that got me through my first pregnancy – a roller coaster ride I ascended. Let’s get into it…
At first listen, the opening line had me. “You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down.” These were the saddest, most beautiful words I’d heard in some time. They were my truth. I was certainly down – irrational, confused, hurt, shocked, sad, and more. But, in the midst of all of that, I was happy about the little baby growing inside of me. She was my joy.
I played “Latch” a lot during this period of my life. Nearly every time I showered. Entranced by its beautiful melodies that soothed my mind and calmed my spirit, I held my belly. Smiling. Swaying. Crying. Contemplating. I cried some more as my relationship with her father fell apart. There were three other women I learned about while carrying her. It was over, and I knew I could only save Anhsi, as best I could.
I never lost sight of being a great mom. I listened to “Latch” over and over to stay focused on the good. Breaking down at any given time alone, I’d sorrowfully sing along, “yoooou, you enchant me even when you’re not around, if there are boundaries, I will try to knock them down, I’m latching on, babe, now I know what I have found.” Anhsi made me determined, and those perfect words made me strong.
I regrouped. I forgave. I took responsibility for what I chose.
Time went on and the years started to pass. Now, we are at birthday three, and I’m thankful to say I came out on top.
Disclosure and Sam Smith created an unsurpassable piece of work that will forever be a musical masterpiece in my book. I commend and thank them.
JustOneThing: My Just One Thing for this review is advice: Don’t have a baby with a writer. You’ll never read the end of it.
Curious To Know?: How’d things turn out for me and her dad? We co-parent. We are friends on some days, amicable on others. We both love our daughter.