Isla 3 smiles

So I've had 3 smiles. First one was a complete surprise, a weekend when Lee was away, Flynn at his Nans, me with a towel on my head cooing over Isla as she had just woke up from a marathon 5hr nap and there it was. I didn't quite believe it at first as most of her smiles are wind but then it stayed longer and she was staring straight at me. I don't think people believed me though.
The second was on Saturday after a day out shopping. Lee carried Isla in the Bjorn the whole time and when we got home I was getting her out of the car seat and I said 'Did you miss Mummy' in my highest pitched voice going. Lee saw this one so it had to be real.
Third was tonight. She was having a melt down. Nothing was soothing her. So I took her into a quiet room. Asked her what was wrong. And a big beam came.

So rewarding after all these weeks of being used as a cow/dummy/comforter. After sitting surrounded by mess every where. After feeling more then a little unappreciated by all. Looking a mess and feeling like a zombie. Trying to keep a stiff upper lip and look like I'm a natural. All it took was a few smiles and I feel right as rain.

Until all the crying and mess starts to get to me again. And then another smile and all will be right in the world. Swings and roundabouts.

Until my next smile, this is all we get.