So, over the past few months Sami has been doing her darnedest to cruise the furniture- let go and grab onto something else. She's gotten pretty good at making her way across the living room (although it's a pretty small room) several times creating a loop for herself. She has been able to pull up since about 7 months; about the same time she started to do the fast crawl, (she really started crawling around 6 months-ish).... For the past couple weeks we've really been working on balance and standing by herself for a couple seconds. She accomplished this task very well by being able to stand up for a few seconds by herself before she decided she didn't know what she was doing and she'd latch on to some one or something, or laughing and falling on her butt...Over the weekend Greg decided to start standing her up and letting her balance and seeing if she could take steps...She did it only once this past weekend, but her problem is that she's so proud of herself she starts to giggle and can't focus so she falls!
Tuesday, when I took Samantha to her daycare, Nicole (our wonderful daycare lady), asked me if she had been taking steps at home...I paused and said that yes, we had tried over the weekend to get her to do it and explained that she had taken a couple steps but that she got so excited she laughed and fell over. (This also meant to me that she had started taking steps with Nicole, both heartbreaking and fantastic for me all at the same time...I get that feeling a lot because we have to take her to daycare). Over the past couple days Sami has advanced to being able to balance, relax and take a couple steps! Without giggling too much and falling over! Of course, there is some giggling because she is just too proud of herself to contain her excitement (which is totally fantastic!).
And so Samantha walks!
Which, as you can imagine, has a whole new set of "Oh My God, what am I going to do with this?!" feelings attached to it. I'm so excited for her to be a "toddler" and the new things ahead, however, I'm suffering from the not-so-baby blues. And the closer her 1st birthday gets, the more I have those feelings. Which is normal from everything I've read. However, I'd like to scream at the top of my lungs "STOP GROWING UP!!!". Which reminds me of all the times any number of relatives decided to say the same thing to me, and then I feel really like a parent (some of the time I feel like saying "who is this child and why doesn't her mother come pick her up?!"...but only some of the time...).
So, as totally thrilling and amazing as it is, I now have a walking child. Oh shit.
What an amazing time in your life to see your baby walk! I can only imagine the emotions it brings to you but I think the emotions reflect our feelings instead of the feelings of our children. This is another mile stone to the many that she is going to come upon in her life. The cure to the not-so-baby blues is to add another child to your lives! What an amazing gift that God has blessed you with. May you be fruitful and multiply!
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