Dear Daddy,
This morning I made mommy's life completely completely awful. I was up on and off pretty much since 4am. She doesn't even remember when we got up for good... she was in complete zombie mode.
I was silly, though, with my bib after I ate.
I watched you for a little while...
...and here is where it all began.
Then since mommy was in a crappy mood, she decided that, even though it was Saturday of a payday weekend, we'd go out anyway and get our errands run. I threw a fit-I don't know yet that retail therapy is a beautiful thing, especially when most of the things are for me or for us to send to you.I threw a fit before we went into Old Navy, so bad that my hair curled. I threw another huge one before Babies R Us. By the time we got to Walmart, mommy could tell I just wasn't feeling well anymore.
So we got home, I took a bath, and had a bottle... and the fun started again!
Silly silly silly Maya is what mommy kept saying all day long.After we read a story, I put up a huge fight for mommy at bedtime, which is so very unlike me. She had to swaddle me twice, and then I kept crying and fussing so she grabbed teething tablets and a pacifier from the freezer and sure enough, that did the trick. Mommy feels so good when she knows just what to do (and having it actually work!)
Hopefully tomorrow I am feeling a lot better and I am a lot less crabby and my appetite starts to get back to normal... or else mommy and I are in for another long, fun day!
I love you, daddy, and I can't wait to see you.
Love, Maya
