Dear Baby Kiki,
Yesterday you experienced a car wash for the second time. Since you enjoyed the first time so much, I thought it would be no problem to take you again…by myself.
We didn’t even make it inside the car wash and you started to cry as if someone was power washing you! When I realized there was just no comforting you from the front seat, I did what every other loving mother would do, I took a picture!
Just so you know, I do feel guilty. In 20 years we’ll look back on this and laugh. Unless you become permanently scared of car washes…
It seems very fitting that I’m having a hard time writing my first entry to you because I am severely sleep deprived. I knew for a few weeks that my first entry would be about crib training however, I wasn’t able to muster up the energy to write it.
As of now our crib training has not gone according to plan. Instead we bought a king size bed…is it king size or king sized? Anyway…we bought a bigger bed so you can sleep next to us.
You my dear, have a bad case of separation anxiety. We tried ferberizing you for a few nights but your Dad and I cried just as much as you. By the time you read this, there will probably be some report out there saying how the Ferber Method was child abuse!
Hopefully this is the first of many posts and letters to you. One day I’ll use this as proof of how much we love you when you’re mad at us for not allowing you to pierce your lip, dye your hair blue, or date that senior stud when you’re only a freshman…