Somewhere around six weeks, she should start actually smiling, and also cooing with quiet pleasure. In the third month, it'll start being worthwhile playing with her, giving her small soft toys that rattle or squeak. We can start playing peek-a-boo or this-little-piggy and having her respond. Kavya will be able to notice and enjoy the mobile spinning slowly overhead. She'll actually try to grab things. Eventually, we can start trying to encourage her to talk. We'll read her stories and she'll learn the words, correcting us if we get them wrong. And from there, it just goes and goes. We can't wait. Talk to us, little girl. We want to know who you are.
But on the other hand, she's already noticeably bigger than she was; Kavi's a small solid bundle, with a reassuring heft to her. I'm startled to find that I miss the tender fragility of her newborn state. We were so hesitant to take her in our arms, terrified we would break her. She's only three-and-a-half weeks old -- how can I be missing an earlier stage already?
Right now, she's asleep against my chest, swaddled in a white blanket spotted with pink flowers, held tight by the moby sling. So peaceful. I can tip my head down, rest my cheek against her head, feel the incredible silky softness of her hair. We are comforted by each others' warmth. Sometimes, I sing to her softly; even though she's already asleep, I think the vibrations please her. It is so much nicer reading e-mail with a baby asleep on your chest.
In just a few months, she will be too old for this.