The Badoo was a cranky baby. Really, really grumpy. She didn't smile until she was about ten weeks old and even then it was fleeting. Was it wind? No, no a genuine smile... but that was last week and we haven't seen another.
I mentioned this distinct lack of mirth to our Paediatrican, Dr Lilystone. Yes, he of the 'She's French' line from the breastfeeding post last week. This time he said to me, "Has she smiled at all?"
"Yes," I answered. "But not much."
"Hmmm... well, if she's come through with a genuine smile or two we can only conclude that it's not developmental."
"Okay," said I, primed for some scary medical explanation. "Then what could it be?"
"She's grumpy," he concluded. "Just plain old grumpy."
Yikes.
And she remained grumpy for about a year.
These days, people comment on how sunny she is. The Badoo, sunny. Who'd have thought?
They say she is smiley, happy, bright and full of beans. They say she's like a little ray of sunshine. The world smiles on that one, they say.
The Badoo. Really, who'd have thought?
If you're struggling with a cranky pants baby, know this: The sun comes out eventually and when it does it shines and shines and shines.
PS - if you find a moment, visit my witty, talented sister at Life In A Pink Fibro and if you like her blog as much as I do, vote for her in the kidspot 50 Top Bloggers awards by clicking on the button in her sidebar...
PS - if you find a moment, visit my witty, talented sister at Life In A Pink Fibro and if you like her blog as much as I do, vote for her in the kidspot 50 Top Bloggers awards by clicking on the button in her sidebar...