I don't know about this mom. How do I hang on?
Shortly after Evie Lu was born a nurse handed her to me and I looked at my little girl. I imagined what life would be like with a daughter and I knew I had to sing to her. The only song that came to mind was "Pony Boy." Of course I was holding a little girl, so I wasn't going to sing about a boy. Instead I sang, "Pony girl, pony girl, won't you be my pony girl. Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, whoa my pony girl." The actual song has many more words, but that was all I could think of at the time. I sang this song to Evie Lu over and over while doctors were taking care of Kaia.
Okay, this is pretty fun.
A funny thing was that as I sang to Evie Lu I imagined her riding on my shoulders. I wondered how long it would be until she'd ask for a piggy back ride. After she'd ask, I'd tell her, "You can have a ride, but we need to sing the song." Together we'd sing, "Pony girl, pony girl, won't you be my pony girl . . ."
Look at me! I'm tall!

I guess piggy back rides are here. Let's sing.