November 21: Day 19
Daddy's first mishap: As I pull Audrey out of the car, I tap her face with the door. There's a mark on her cheek. I'm overwhelmed with grief and guilt. Driving home, I actually start wondering if my daughter is really safe with me. Then, a moment later, I wonder if it isn't just my pride that is wounded, because Audrey isn't even crying. At the end of the day, you can barely see the mark. At least that's what Kirsten says, and I realize that what you learn from mistakes matters more than feeling guilty.