|i felt safe in her arms and then i saw her face. mama!|
(this smile caught by mama during our 1 month photo shoot)
Yesterday it happened. A first genuine smile - it was midmorning, I don't remember many details (fuzzy, sleep deprived brain) but I know that we had been cuddling and then I shifted him in my arms.
"It's me! Your mama! I've been here the whole time!"
And then the smile.
I didn't see much of it because my eyes filled with tears.
I could blame the fuzzy, sleep deprived brain but my first thought was of my grandma Dorothy, my uncle Steve, and a host of other family members that have been known to cry at any given important, memorable moment. Looks like we have another cryer on our hands (me).