Babies are very very clever. Pip naturally is the cleverest baby that ever ever was, but other babies are clever too.
Because just when you feel that you’ve hit the pinnacle of tiredness; when you’re certain that the bags under your eyes could bring home the entire week’s shopping; and when you’re at that point where unless you get a nap and soon you’re going to stop making any sort of coherent sense, your baby smiles.
And with that smile, all the sleepiness just melts away.
It’s just utterly mesmerising watching them first try; Pip’s smiles started with his eyes, a little lightness and happiness as he steadily stared up at me, and then gradually he started to work out how to move his mouth and cheeks to mirror all the smiles gazing down at him.
In a matter of days we’ve gone from him occasionally being able to tie the whole thing together to full on beaming smiles.
They’re pretty much reserved for his Mama at the moment, with an occasional flicker of a smile for Kitty and H, especially if we put Dream a Little Dream on to play, and they are the highlight of my day.
And when I turn the light on in the wee small hours in response to some gentle squeaks in the Moses basket next to me to be met by a beaming smile that simply says “Mummy! You’re here!” I couldn’t do anything but scoop him up for the most enormous cuddle before we get down to the all important task of a little milk.
And his happiness is really rather contagious; there’s not a single member of the family that can see this boy smile without dropping everything to come and gaze in happy adoration and try to encourage another one!