Monday, November 12, 2007

Dear Baby Acne:

I hate you baby acne. Or infant acne or whatever it is you call yourself these days. I hate that you just showed up out of the blue with no warning. I hate every superficial bump of you that shows up to mar my sweet baby's soft face. I know that you do not hurt or itch or make her uncomfortable. She smiles in spite of you! I know this and still you make me feel like a terrible mommy because there must be something I can do to prevent you from showing up and, if not, there must be something I can do to make you go away. And so I hate that I cannot do either.

I have never been a patient person and because only time will cure you, I hate that you make me wait for you to "just go away."

The Mommy