You love me and take care of me and show me different things. But there is something you and Dad do that confuses me.
Mom, I started crawling at six and a half months. I started pulling myself up to stand not long after. I even try taking steps on my own! When I’m hungry I love eating whatever it is you give me. I let you hold me plenty of times at night, because I know you miss me. But…
Why do you and Dad try to turn me on my tummy?!
You and Dad call it rolling over. Does that mean I have to go from lying, unhappily, on my back to, even more unhappily, onto my tummy?
I don’t really want to, Mom. I really don’t. I’d rather try to sit up like my big brother does. So, please, can I not do this rolling over thing?
Love, your daughter