It’s so strange to think back to before he was walking. He was not exactly a late bloomer but— you know how it is, when you have an eleven month old who still prefers to crawl, and it seems like everyone wants to tell you about how their kid was walking at ten months.
Kieran took steps when he was ten months, but I didn’t feel comfortable calling him a “walker” until past his first birthday. He was just so tentative, & he really fought to stay in his comfort zone. I’ll admit, I had my crazy first time mom visions of him still crawling at his second birthday. It’s amazing the amount of pressure that well-meaning family and friends can put on something that is so guided by unique timelines and temperaments.
It took me a while to get to the point where I didn’t feel like my baby was in competition. Before I had my own baby, I always got haughty about parents who too carefully dogged milestone growth charts, or compared their babies development to other babies. It’s easy to feel superior when you don’t have a baby, before you feel the onslaught of pressure and constant guilt that you’re not doing enough, you’re not a good enough mom, you are failing your child… just me?
Anyway, I guess the moral of this story is that babies are different, because babies are people! Some babies relish the thrill of new challenges, and leap with unsteady legs into walking as soon as they are able. Some babies, like mine, test the waters cautiously for months before they leap into action.
But all toddlers look ridiculously cute when you catch a picture of them midstride. Little bumbling dorks.