I'm in awe of how much I feel like I "know" her, though she can't really "talk" to me yet. I can honestly say I understand her squeals and noises. Don't ask me to translate it in english, because I only know it in my heart (how cheesy - and true - is that :). With her eyes, she smiles/whines/asks a question, and I understand her. The best I can right now of course, but I do feel like we get each other.
Melissa gets it when I tell her I love her, because she smiles really big. She gets the word "no", because she always stops what she's doing and looks at me as if saying, "what, mom?" She gets her own name, because she always turns to me when I call her. Sometimes I think she even gets my jokes, because when I tell hubby one she laughs with us as if she understands. She also gets it when I'm extra frustrated, because she looks at me questionly and tries to make herself clearer (looking deep into my eyes and saying "mama" - it means "feed me" for her too, not just my name :).
I like to tell my husband that, before I married him, I could never spend that much time with another human. One of the reasons I knew he was the one was that I never needed a break from him, as I need from the rest of the world. Don't get me wrong, I still need "me-time", but what I mean is that it doesn't feel like an effort to be around him. And until Melissa, I couldn't imagine being this comfortable with another person, but I'm SO happy I was wrong.