Her first smile
A smile is worth a thousand words. I don’t think I ever really understood that phrase until Monday.
As I cleaned yet more poo out of Baby’s many crevices, I looked at her face and she lit up with a beaming grin. Not an “I’ve got gas” smile, but a “this one’s for you, mommy” smile. And I melted.
From about 5 weeks, Baby started getting much more interesting. She started crying a lot less, cooing a lot more, focussing, and enjoying time on her play mat. We’d also see fleeting curves of her mouth in a smile-ish. But nothing like what she gave me at 6 weeks.
We had been told that everything gets better from six weeks and now I know why. To the day, Baby timed her milestone perfectly.
It almost makes up for the fact that I now wee a little bit when I sneeze.