You shared your first smile when you were one week old. It was a conscious smile, intended for me. Within a week or two, you started imitating my face - you stuck your tongue out, as you watched me stick out mine. You pursed your lips into a kiss, as you watched me do the same:
You are happiest when you push yourself up to standing with our support. You look down at your legs with a smile of achievement that's different than your other smiles, and then, into our eyes. We can tell you're proud of yourself, and you feel even more proud as you notice our amazement and congratulatory remarks. You're not even 2 months old.
You also started "talking" to me with consistent sounds. I reply with regular language, and so we carry a conversation only a baby and mommy can share.
You are calm, so you give yourself a chance to observe your surroundings, quiet, and with eyes wide open - your eyes are so big! - and you are amazed at what you see. We wonder what crosses through your mind.
You are too young for all this.
Wherever I go, people from every age and gender stop me and comment on on you. "You probably hear this all the time, but you have the cutest baby." "Your baby is adorable." "Aww, so cute." "She looks so grown up." "She is so alert." In return, you give them your beaming smile.
You had a rough day yesterday, with 4 vaccines. 3 shots in the legs and 1 drop in the mouth. You were sleepy, a little cranky, and had some fever. It's hard to be a baby. But you made it through. My lovely little girl.
Kiss,
Mommy
No comments:
Post a Comment