Tonight, you laughed for the first time. You were having your evening snack when you stopped, turned your head to look at me, made eye contact to be certain that I was paying attention. Then, you smiled wide enough to show both dimples and said - "ha!" Dramatically pausing before letting off another - "ha!"
In turn, I started to laugh, which encouraged you to repeat the process a bit more rapidly. We did this for a few minutes while your father wondered what was so hilarious to me.
I had to return to work, as we can't live on one income at this time. The thought of returning to the job that I was working before you were born pushed me over the edge of a frightful depression, so I found something new.
You were very lucky to have your grandparents bring you to me for the first week, as your father scrambled to find suitable daycare for you. We needed to find something close to my workplace, so that I could feed you as you refused bottles. Jen, who reads to you & dances with you, was our choice.
By putting you in daycare, I became concerned I would miss moments like this. Thank you for sharing this joyful first with me. It came at the end of a difficult weekend. Your (comedic) timing could not have been better.
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