As a parent of four children prior to the arrival of BG, you would think I would no longer be stunned by the swift passage of time. Or maybe only I would think that. Whatever you may be thinking at this point (perhaps I should get to the point?), I don't stop being stunned. BG is a month old today! One month! And I am suprised not so much by the changes she has undergone already, but more at the mere fact that this much time has passed. She has slipped into our lives as well as can be expected. There are times that she must cry for a bit, as I prepare her sister's lunch for school or change Monster's diaper. Thankfully, I'm not nearly as stressed by her cries as I was with my first. I can't believe I'm a mother of five--and that I'm actually pretty decent at it. We're so glad she's here.
Oh, and about the appearance of a smile. We get lots of spontaneous grins, not always followed by some manifestation of gas. I still think they are accidental smiles. However, family, including Husband, would swear they have had direct eye contact followed by a smile, suggesting intent on BG's part. If so, we might have the most advanced baby on the planet. Or not, but I'm her mom and I can exaggerate.