As my mother always said every time I yelled, I hate you or some variation thereof: Well this is your first time being a daughter and this is my first time being a mother. So we’ll both just have to feel our way through this together.
I will do my very best to avoid treacly descriptions of the follicle patterns on my daughter’s head, or the contents of her diaper at any given moment. Although fair warning, sometimes I might slip up. Remember, I’m new at this.
Good night new friends. May your children be beautiful and your au pairs…not so much.