Walking

When I tell people that my youngest "walker" was Z at 16 months, W and S were 18 months and S didn't even crawl on her hands and knees until she was 12 months, I get a lot of mixed reactions.

Horror.
Shock.
Awe.
Surprise.
Laughter.
Disbelief.
Sympathy.
Silence.
Etc...

You get the idea.

Well, it is true. Apparently I'm not on top of the tummy time, getting them to crawl so they can walk, stuff. Of course I have my excuses. And it could also just be how they came (which is what I think). But then I hear of friends bragging about their kid walking at 10 months! My response, "I'm sorry!!!"

That is horrible!!!

Why do I say that?

I forget, then I have another baby who, eventually starts moving, and I suddenly remember. Oh yes. Because they can move. Because now baby can get in to things that you don't want them to get in to. Because now when you sit down to type a blog post you can't just put baby down on the floor with a toy or two and expect them to be there when you turn around to check on them a minute later.

(Break taken to go find crying baby who is no longer by my side).

Where was I...?

Oh yes.... moving babies.

So what brought on this post? Well, I just had to rescue Baby B. From the bathroom. Where she crawled in, closed the door, and sat right in front of the door. You know the situation.

I tried to push the door open.

Bump.

I see if there is room to squeeze in.

Oh yeah, I'm not skinny. But I can fit an arm in! Too bad the counter is in the way.

Pull arm out.

Try pushing Baby B back with the door.

 She is not screaming and hasn't budged.

Finally I reach in enough to push her a little, stand her up a little, and maneuver her out of the way enough to open the door and save her from eating any more toilet paper than is necessary.

So next time you look at your newborn (or someone else's) and think, "I can't wait until they can crawl/walk," stop yourself. Remember they at when they walk/crawl that means the move. And enjoy the time you get plopping them down with a toy or two.