I am so far behind Noah is already 16 months, but I must share his 15 month pictures because something big happened last month. He finally decided to walk. Now, I realize babies walk when they’re ready and some are early walkers and some are late walkers. I’ve gone through this stage 3 other times without a problem. You would think I wouldn’t care so much, but I had a really hard time with him waiting so long to walk. I became convinced he would be so much happier if he was walking. I had no basis for that assumption except maybe my hopes that he would be eternally happy once it happened and parenting would be a piece of cake. Yes, I am aware that sounds utterly ridiculous, but it’s the truth.
So every time we would stand him up to “practice” walking and his legs would become limp noodles I became frustrated. I did go through the phase of wondering if he would ever walk. Was something wrong with his legs? Would he need therapy? No, I was the one who needed to learn patience, and maybe get some therapy of my own because sure enough the day came when he got up and started taking his first steps. He was so proud of himself you would have thought he cured cancer. He giggled and laughed as he walked from one family member to the other. We cheered, clapped, and screamed in excitement.
Now our Noah is walking, and I’m so proud. I could sit and watch him waddle on his unsure little legs all day long and smile. It’s just the cutest thing ever. My little boy is growing up. He’s a mischievous little trouble maker most of the time at home, but oh so shy around strangers. It’s amazing how much he is like his oldest sister. They are little soul mates and best friends.
Life is good, and I have to say, he is much happier now that he can walk. It’s not because walking is like a magic happy pill. It’s because he can reach and climb onto many new and unexplored places he wasn’t able to before. He keeps me on my toes this one, and I wouldn’t change a thing.
You can see he crawled for so long he has holes in these pants.
