Both my children were pretty happy kids, but my son had a particularly joyful disposition. Maybe it was because he was the second baby, which so I wasn’t as freaked out as I was with my first kid and that sense of calm made him jolly. I’ll never understand how two children who both grew inside me turned out to have distinct personalities. But there are things I just knew about my smiley baby boy, because facial expressions often speak louder than words.
I had a hard time getting a word in when I was growing up. I come from a verbose family. They love to talk, and to talk pretty loudly. So I learned to communicate silently. I wore my sentiments on my face. You could tell what I was thinking, just by looking at my expression. So I guess it's not really all that surprising that both my children are very expressive (if not dramatic). It's pretty delightful when those expressions are gleeful. I mean, is there anything more delicious than baby smiles? It is less charming when they are expressing their disappointment in only getting one cookie for dessert. Oh the horror.
Smiley babies are the secret to getting through a typical day of parenting. Coming home after a full day of work, breast pump in tow, and being greeted by my baby’s grins was a game changer. It would give me the hope I seemed to have lost on my subway commute from the office.
Other than understanding the salvation that is a child’s happiness, here are some other things moms with smiley babies just know: