The First Smiles by Kate

At nine weeks (five weeks corrected for prematurity) our daughter is getting the hang of smiling. Real smiling. And interestingly, the time when she does it most is during an activity she previously hated more than anything: nappy changing. Where she used to scream the place down, all squashy-faced tomato-red fury, she now giggles and gurgles in a quite charming fashion. It may be something to do with the fact that she gets a wind-relieving massage at each change and lots of one-to-one attention with Mummy or Daddy or maybe she's just developed an enjoyment of cleanliness (unlikely), but who cares? Where nappy changes used to be nerve-shredding screamfests, they're now moments of mutual delight. Only drawback is there's still a pooey nappy to be rinsed out at the end of it. Hey, it's a small price to pay.