Nate is 10 weeks old and I'm still waiting for a smile. He has smiled at Bob and a couple of others, but not me. I sat and smiled at him for a long time today...and nothing. I wonder if he sees through me, if he sees the concern in my eyes, if he knows I'm forcing myself to smile at him. With Cody, it was so different - he was a really tough newborn, but I still enjoyed just staring at him and smiling. Nate is the easiest newborn I could imagine, but the challenges of our future together don't allow the smiles to come as naturally.
I just wish he knew that if he'd just give me one smile, he'd see a REAL smile from me.