08 Jul

A week ago as I went about doing the usual nappy changing and feeding, I locked my eyes with him. And he smiled at me. It wasn’t gas, it wasn’t some meaningless twisting of mouth. He looked at me and smiled.
It felt as if every night I have got up since his birth, every tear I shed on the feeding issues, every “compromise” I have made so far was rewarded.
As the week progressed I have been rewarded with more smiles and “replies” to my questions. So what if all of them sound like “agoo”.
Baby, you will kill me with that smile!

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