Saturday 31 March 2012: Baby whisperer
Two amazing things happened today.
At dinner Niamh refused to be fed by hubby or I. She would just cry every time the spoon moved towards her. Eventually I admitted defeat and gave her her sippy cup to drink from. I was in the kitchen when I happened to look in on Aidan and Niamh. Aidan was feeding Niamh her dinner and she was happily eating for him, with a wife open mouth waiting for the next mouthful.
At bedtime I put Niamh into her cot and she started to cry. I asked Aidan to sing to her while I ran downstairs for something. When I returned he was getting back into bed after singing her to sleep while standing next to her cot. I could have wept. It really was the sweetest thing.
I have renamed him the baby whisperer.