Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Post 9.2.0.0 Beloved son's daughter makes an impression. There are faces.

There has been an addition to the family.  Beloved Son and his Beloved Wife have had a daughter. I am adjusting to the smallness of newborns. She has that intent and slightly stunned look that all newborns have when their eyes are open, and has a calm and confident air when she sleeps.

She has a busy little face.  I don't remember seeing an infant less than a week old make so many faces, so constantly.  She just cycles through expressions.  Coy, slow smiles.  Clenched face-fists of disgust.  Rueful grimaces.  Considering eyebrow lifts.  Too many variations to name.  And she keeps it going even when she sleeps, which is pretty much all the time.

I'm guessing that she's dreaming.  It looks like she's having conversations or reminiscing with her eyes closed.  My son and I were sitting and watching