Does My Baby Recognize Me or Not?
My Charlie. It’s tough to say when or where my four-month-old son, Charlie, will figure out that I’m his daddy. Scientists and experts can figure out a lot of stuff these days, but when it comes to what babies are thinking, well, we’re all still more or less in the dark. That’s part of the allure to having kids though, I guess. There’s so much mystery involved, so many questions that simply cannot be answered. I suppose that’s why parenting in and of itself is such a topic of debate and conversation all around the world. We want to understand everything about our children, but we never will be able to. When I peer in at him in the middle of the night, when his own hunger has woken him from a dream and he is cooing down in there and I rush to him in the moments before his gentle sounds turn to a full blast of crying, he spots me in the nightlight glow and he smiles every single time. It could be that he’s just glad to see a friendly face, any old face, of course. But I don’t think so. He’s my kid and he obviously gets a pretty big dose of me in his life. And ever since about a month ago, he never cheats me out of one of his big beautiful grins. Even falling in love really hard with another adult somehow lacks one particular certain lightning strike that comes with being seen and welcomed by a baby’s eyes. Hey, when it comes to babies, it’s whatever gets you through the night.
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