The little one has been learning at such pace recently it’s been hard to keep up!
Within the last few months she has started walking, climbing up and down stairs, walking up small steps, lowering herself off beds, using a spoon and chattering non-stop with anything and everything.
She’s been impressing us more and more in the past month with her walking skills while pushing a trolley around the garden, and her hands and knees crawl as been evolving into a hands and feet crawl. Unfortunately I was at work when it happened, but wifey was with her so at least one of us was there. And Wifey’s had a tough week and deserves a little reward.
She’s really not a baby anymore, and I feel a sense of relief that this really is the end of the traumatic first year of utterly helpless dependence on her parents. But it also marks the start of more movement and freedom, more independence and more worries and anxieties. There’ll be more screams and accidents as those little sausage legs learn to do what evolution has spent generations perfecting.
The more you live the adventure of parenting, the more you realise how never ending and absorbing it is.