sweet sounds of motherhood

A friend of my mother’s has a son about 10 years in age now. To his mother’s surprise he inquires about the way he used to sound when he was a baby. It was her suggestion that I try to capture some of those sounds. Rather than take a bunch of shaky camera phone video I decided to use the voice recorder to capture gurgles, coos, laughter, crying and song. Oh the sweet sound of family! Here are a few of my family audio files with a brief description included.

Baby coos… I could listen to the cooing and gurgling sounds from my sweet baby boy all day long. Recorded not so long ago, here is one of my little dude cooing.

Behold a perfect of example of my two year old attempting to avoid having to go to sleep. I’m a sucker for mommy / daughter duets, but only after a few rounds of “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star, ABC’s and Row, Row, Row Your Boat.” In this audio file you will be graced with the voice of one tired mama (me) and my little ladybug singing, “You Are My Sunshine.” Don’t laugh y’all.

In a battle of the “Cry-Yi-Yi” I’m not really sure who beats who. When I was a mother of only one child I thought the sound of a tiny little months old human being was terrible. Now that I am a mother of two awesome human beings I realize how terribly wrong I was. The new kid on the block cries just the same as any other baby to get their very basic needs met. Toddlers, however, cry for different reasons. Reasons I do not understand most of the time, but they are to be taken serious. Don’t want to go to sleep yet cry! Wants to dress themselves cry! Doesn’t want to go to where ever cry! Can’t get the polar bear to stay on top of the mega blocks cry! Oh, those BIG emotions. So for your listening pleasure I have provided some audio of my sweet cherubs letting it out in solidarity. I think this was a bedtime cry for the oldest and a why is she crying(?) from the youngest.

current research interests

I recently shared in detail my connections and research interests related to Yazoo County, Mississippi. The King and Gilliam lines out of Yazoo from which I descend can be found on my mother’s maternal side. I made a commitment this year to focus on my mother’s maternal lines first and foremost. That is the part of my family tree with the least amount of information. Still, I would like to summarize some additional interests across my entire pedigree. Without further delay here they are:

PATERNAL LINES

Surname(s): ROBERTS, ROBINSON
Location(s): Franklin, Lincoln & Bolivar Counties, MS

Celia Ann Robinson Thomas, formerly Celia Ann Roberts is my 2x great grandmother who resided in Bolivar County, MS. When I requested her 1913 Death certificate from the MDAH I had no idea how it would propel me into seeking free people of color (FPOC) in Franklin and Lincoln County. Per the information provided on her death certificate, my Celia Ann was the daughter of a James Roberts from Franklin County, MS. With the information found on the death certificate I was finally able to locate Celia Ann in the 1870 and 1880 Census years living in Lincoln County with her father James Roberts and mother, also named Celia. I noticed from the 1870 Census that Celia Ann’s father James was listed as a mulatto which prompted me into seeing whether he could be found in 1860. And wouldn’t you like to know what I found?! I found a mulatto James Roberts (presumably the same one that is Celia Ann’s father) living free in 1860 and 1850 with his family. Free People of Color!

Actually, on these two census years I see that James’ father, Dread Roberts, is a mulatto man married to a white woman, Elizabeth Mitchell Roberts. Say what? Yes. Here is where my troubles and questions arise. If James was a FPOC living comfortably in Franklin and later Lincoln County, why did he and several of his children turn up living in Bolivar County with the last name Robinson? Well a couple thoughts come to mind. Come 1870 Dread Roberts and the rest of his children are now passing for white. This trend continues into 1880 and onward for all of Dread Robert’s children. They marry white people and their children become white as listed on every Census record post 1870. The only exception is my 3x great grandfather, James Roberts. So did he move to the Mississippi Delta and change his name because he married / partnered with a woman of color? Or was he himself phenotypically of defect to his own family?

So far I’ve located a number a of Dread Roberts white descendants a.k.a. my distant 4th and 5th cousins, but none are too familiar with their family history that far back. Hmm, I wonder why? I’m certainly not trying to ask anyone who obviously looks white to redefine who or what they are. I only want to have a complete and accurate history to pass down to my own children. This is one of my research areas where I am hoping DNA testing will prove most useful.

Surname(s): HENDERSON, GREEN(E)
Location(s): Mississippi Delta & King George, VA

Anderson Henderson, my 2x great grandfather, was always said to be the son of Hardie and Susan Dandridge Henderson. I accepted it. I rolled with it until I decided to order the pension record of Hardie Henderson. Boy did that muddy the water! Hardie, a Civil War veteran, has a pension file that is 90+ pages long. Long story short: Hardie does a good job including information on his spouse and their children. The first issue I came across was Susan, his wife, was a war widow. The documents state she was previously married to a Bob Green(e) who perished in Vicksburg. My next observation was that Hardie never lists Anderson as one of his children unless Anderson has another name unbeknownst to me. It would seem to me that my 3x great grandfather, Anderson Henderson was adopted by Hardie and took on his surname. However, his biological father is a Green(e). That naturally changes the whole ball game.
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