The first few months of a baby's life are not very satisfying for a new mom and dad. And by that I mean, as a new parent, you try your best to give your baby everything he needs, as soon as he needs it. It's so hard to listen to your baby cry, and I know that I would jump through hoops trying to make him stop.
I kissed and hugged my precious new baby all day long. I snuggled in the rocking chair with him and played with him. I smiled at him and made silly faces to try to make him laugh. Of course, until he actually was smiling and laughing back, I was like a comedian on stage that was getting crickets from the audience. No laughing at my jokes, or even a tomato thrown at me.
But then my baby started to smile back and laugh at me when I made the silly faces or sounds, and I cherished it. It wasn't always easy, though, and it was never a guarantee. So the first time my baby gave me a slobbery kiss on the face or a squeeze around the neck was nothing short of amazing.
It was like all of the hard work that I'd done to show my baby how much I loved him was finally paying off, and the currency in which I was rewarded was better than a stack of cash in the bank.
A wet, slobbery, open mouth kiss on the lips was completely unacceptable in any other circumstance, but the minute my baby started doing it, I was more than happy to wipe my face off afterward, and then ask for more. And my baby was more than happy to give me more of those kisses. All of that affection that I had given my little man was being returned, finally.